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Fuck twelve, oh well LB's for sale No bail G-goooo, go crazy! Fuck twelve, oh well LB's for sale No bail G-goooo, go crazy! Ah-ah You can't (you can't) Tell me (tell me) Nothing (nothing!) Ah-ah You can't (you can't) Tell me (tell me) Nothing (nothing!) Pullin' up, pullin' up, pullin' up Pullin' up, pullin' up, pullin' up Stuntin' Give me that bike bitch, that's my cousins Can't nobody tell me nothing At 15 I found a girl and I crazy fucked that chick Hit her in the hallways of Washburn And had a baby off that shit You can't tell me nothing (Shh) It's no discussion I've grown accustomed to all of those I'm fucking It's disgusting Kissing, fucking, system bumping It's a bit destructive I let my nuts hang, call me Mr. Pocket, bitch I love it I'm highly trusted My whole life you can't trust po-po Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Fuck twelve, oh well LB's for sale No bail G-goooo, go crazy! Fuck twelve, oh well LB's for sale No bail G-goooo, go crazy! Ah-ah You can't (you can't) Tell me (tell me) Nothing (nothing!) Ah-ah You can't (you can't) Tell me (tell me) Nothing (nothing!) Yo, yo Pullin' up, pullin' up, stuntin' You was talking all of that bullshit 'bout me 'Till you got jumped by 10 of my cousins Ain't no discussion Ain't no more lovin' This ain't no one takin' shit from me You know I been on my grind My grandmother woulda been proud of her grandson, yeah son Fuck twelve, middle finger to the law (to the law) Fuck a hater, let the motherfucker talk I cannot be out here lookin' like y'all Y'all be doing the most, but doing nothing at all Tell my new bitch that I need ménage Tell my old bitches they ain't fuckin' with me at all Old friends wanna get wit' it, abort But I ain't stoppin' 'till I got it, 'till I'm barely done Yo, bitch please, you know I'm from the city of the STP They still tryna figure out what's up my sleeve But I just be gettin' to the money Can't nobody tell me nothin' Fuck twelve, oh well LB's for sale No bail G-goooo, go crazy! Fuck twelve, oh well LB's for sale No bail G-goooo, go crazy! Ah-ah You can't (you can't) Tell me (tell me) Nothing (nothing!) Ah-ah You can't (you can't) Tell me (tell me) Nothing (nothing!) Ugh, you can't tell me nothing I'm drunk at the function I'm acting Paul Bunyan I'm taking your dog home End of discussion Ugh, I'm truly a savage You should take a step back and consider your chances You should know by now, motherfucker, this isn't Kansas You could get vanished If I'm a vantage, see what your pan is Got 'em assessing the damage But I digress, I'm a tangent Thinking in Spanish Como estas, mi senorita Bienvenido a la fiesta No nos gustas la policias My whole life you can't trust po-po Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Fuck twelve, oh well LB's for sale No bail G-goooo, go crazy! Fuck twelve, oh well LB's for sale No bail G-goooo, go crazy! Ah-ah You can't (you can't) Tell me (tell me) Nothing (nothing!) Ah-ah You can't (you can't) Tell me (tell me) Nothing (nothing!)
Writer(s): Jacob Anderson, Tony Chum, Christopher Atwood Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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