Told Ya (feat. Gucci Mane, Messy Marv & Homewrecka) [Bonus Track]

Damn, yeah

So what?

Yeah, yeah

I told you, told you, nudge you, nudge you, nudge you, shouldn't have diced me

I tried to tell the girls to stop, but they don't want me to miss

I told you, told you, nudge you, nudge you, nudge you, shouldn't have guessed

I tried to tell the girls to stop, but they don't wanna miss

I told you, told you, told you, they, they don't want to miss

They don't want to miss

They don't want to miss

I told you, told you, they, they don't want to miss

They don't want to miss

They don't want to miss

I'm a burly with the chickens, and the police trying to get me

These dirty son of a bitch

And I'm riding up the car, the passenger side is where you kick

And your boyfriend on my dick, 'cause it's a rollin' with my wrist

Never bought a lot of tickets, poor burgundies with the dick

It took a minute to get these riches

I ain't got a lot of kicks

Yeah, I'm in this bitch today, 'cause I'm not really pleased

Jersey, 'cause my chick

I done told them **** once before but they didn't wanna listen

Fuck the world, got your body found by somebody out there fishing

You a rap **** on that diss shit

I'm a street **** on that hit shit

Talk about me, I'm at your doorstep, where your baby mama and your kids live

Said, ****, I ain't with that fucker, man

Told John, don't fuck with me (don't fuck with me)

This is P Street for a reason

Roll the dice, ****, try your luck

You fuck with them, you fuck with me

You stuck with them, you stuck with me

So many bullets comin' at your ass

Ain't no outrunnin', no blockin'

I told you, told you, nudge you, nudge you, nudge you, shouldn't have listened

I tried to tell the girls to stop, but they don't want me to miss

I told you, told you, nudge you, nudge you, nudge you, shouldn't have listened

I tried to tell the girls to stop, but they don't want me to miss

I told you, told you, told you, they, they don't want to miss

They don't want to miss

They don't want to miss

I told you, told you, they, they don't want to miss

They don't want to miss

They don't want to miss

A zip is a band, they callin' it drop

Miami is glass, ain't a hundred of pop

And Bali is cream, six hundred of pop

And I don't know why these white folks callin' it cry

Hold me, turn on me, and I'm up in your spot

I ain't your bitch, ****

I'm from the block

Hammers get yanked, and **** get shot

Score for a dope, give me my props

**** dissin' when I see them, they be hella spoon

****, you ain't about that life, ****

Tell the truth

I'm in a coupe without the roof, sittin' hella high (yeah)

Man, I should have wings, 'cause I'm hella fly

This is homie tryin' to choose where you choose to be (I need it)

Bitch, you on my line, what can you do for me?

I need two or three, keep them postin' hella ads

Snow Bunny and Lil Brez, but she got hella ads

I told you, told you, nudge you, nudge you, nudge you, shouldn't have diced me

I tried to tell the girls to stop, but they don't want me to miss

I told you, told you, nudge you, nudge you, nudge you, shouldn't have diced me

I tried to tell the girls to stop, but they don't want me to miss

I told you, told you, told you, they, they don't want to miss

They don't want to miss

They don't want to miss

I told you, told you, they, they don't want to miss

They don't want to miss

They don't want to miss

I told you, told you, told you, they, they don't want to miss

They don't want to miss

They don't want to miss

I told you, told you, told you, they, they don't want to miss

They don't want to miss

They don't want to miss