"Dismiss You" lyrics
(Ayy, bro, is that Jambo?)
Ayy
I'ma keep that blicky, watch my every move
Ayy, this Glock came plastic and my bitch too
I just poured another cup, it ain't hard to dismiss you
What you know 'bout trapping 'til the police come and get you?
Foreign whips, they full of paraphernalia
I hope they don't try me, we gon' shoot it out wherever
Louis V wrapped around my 30, that's designer murder
Bought my nigga a stick for Christmas, he know gifts gon' come with curses
Don't try to ban me from your city, I'll buy a crib next door to you
It's hard to catch up with you rappers so we kill who close to you
Left me for dead, I ran it up, nigga, what I'm 'posed to do
I could've got rich off of drug dealing, I just chose the booth
Like a Rolex and some scissors, niggas tell to get they time cut
Catch him at the club, we gon' spray the whole line up
No, I'm not a barber, I put that on my mama, I sold lean to my father
I'm from Alabama, bullets hit him then they all burn
It's so hard for me to turn on you like a nigga need power steering
Forever ride with heat, I just bought a bunch of carbons, I think I need 'em
Fuck the industry, I never paid for a feature
I'ma keep that blicky, watch my every move
Ayy, this Glock came plastic and my bitch too
I just poured another cup, it ain't hard to dismiss you
What you know 'bout trapping 'til the police come and get you?
Foreign whips, they full of paraphernalia
I hope they don't try me, we gon' shoot it out wherever
Louis V wrapped around my 30, that's designer murder
Bought my nigga a stick for Christmas, he know gifts gon' come with curses
Don't try to ban me from your city, I'll buy a crib next door to you
It's hard to catch up with you rappers so we kill who close to you
Left me for dead, I ran it up, nigga, what I'm 'posed to do
I could've got rich off of drug dealing, I just chose the booth
Ayy
I'ma keep that blicky, watch my every move
Ayy, this Glock came plastic and my bitch too
I just poured another cup, it ain't hard to dismiss you
What you know 'bout trapping 'til the police come and get you?
Foreign whips, they full of paraphernalia
I hope they don't try me, we gon' shoot it out wherever
Louis V wrapped around my 30, that's designer murder
Bought my nigga a stick for Christmas, he know gifts gon' come with curses
Don't try to ban me from your city, I'll buy a crib next door to you
It's hard to catch up with you rappers so we kill who close to you
Left me for dead, I ran it up, nigga, what I'm 'posed to do
I could've got rich off of drug dealing, I just chose the booth
Like a Rolex and some scissors, niggas tell to get they time cut
Catch him at the club, we gon' spray the whole line up
No, I'm not a barber, I put that on my mama, I sold lean to my father
I'm from Alabama, bullets hit him then they all burn
It's so hard for me to turn on you like a nigga need power steering
Forever ride with heat, I just bought a bunch of carbons, I think I need 'em
Fuck the industry, I never paid for a feature
I'ma keep that blicky, watch my every move
Ayy, this Glock came plastic and my bitch too
I just poured another cup, it ain't hard to dismiss you
What you know 'bout trapping 'til the police come and get you?
Foreign whips, they full of paraphernalia
I hope they don't try me, we gon' shoot it out wherever
Louis V wrapped around my 30, that's designer murder
Bought my nigga a stick for Christmas, he know gifts gon' come with curses
Don't try to ban me from your city, I'll buy a crib next door to you
It's hard to catch up with you rappers so we kill who close to you
Left me for dead, I ran it up, nigga, what I'm 'posed to do
I could've got rich off of drug dealing, I just chose the booth
