unbothered ft. soarr Lyrics

Why you on my dick, bitch? Go get a dollar

Wa- Walk in the store

Droppin' like 20 on Rick

And I drop 50 on prada

Niggas be talkin' that shit

But when it's time for the action, they don't wanna holla'

I stay out the mix to myself

I don't wanna hop in that shit, I don't wanna be bothered

I always stand on my business

That nigga dissin, we finna fly out to his city

I-I like to play with a her kittie

She got no ass, I might grab on a tity

That was a freaky-ass bar, damn no really?

B-Bitch

I got a dip, so I hop in the car

Yeah, I'm gettin' so geeked, bitch, I'm goin' to Mars

Wasn't it your girl who told me I'm finna' shine bright, and I'm finna' go rise like a star

She say I'm a talented rapper, she say I'm a make it

She said a young nigga go far

I got a bad lil' bitch in the crib, she hop in bed, and she finna' gra

I ain't talkin' no Ice Spice, She a bad bitch, finna' munch

I'm with the gang and we mixin' that Nyquil with Crush

Nigga, we mixin' that slush

I heard you be copping with drugs to get through that shit

Nigga just do what you must

Let me talk to him

Man stop tryin' to tell me I sound like this nigga, or I'm sounding like that

Hear that shit one more time

I got these bullets, And they gon' be aimed' at your back

You ain't tottin' no pistol, You ain't tottin' no guns, Nigga everything you say is cap

As long as I'm gettin' the cheese, and I'm with my gang

Everything's bool, that's facts

Let me reload my shit

Flet, Flet, Flet!

Qwaulifies' going to war

Walk in that bitch and I'm tottin' my four

Leavin' the scene and we leavin' it gore

You get no bitches and you watchin' porn

You sayin' it's fire, but you can't put on

He knew I was comin', left him with a warnin'

B-Bitch

I got a dip, so I hop in the car

Yeah, I'm gettin' so geeked, bitch, I'm goin' to Mars

Wasn't it your girl who told me I'm finna' shine bright, and I'm finna' go rise like a star

She say I'm a talented rapper, she say I'm a make it

She said a young nigga go far

I got a bad lil' bitch in the crib, she hop in bed, and she finna' gra

Shit, the morning

Talking that shit, nigga, I know we soaring'

Niggas be bored, and we slide in a foreign

Niggas be chatting, and you know that I'm pourin'

Wraith, Simmons?

Niggas be talking I'm feeling, it's sitting

Promise you don't gotta talk, just to fit in

We get him gone, Goodbye, Good Riddance

Damn, I walk in the scene

Shit, Osiris, I'm feeling to clean

Shit, the flyest, I came with a beam

Shit, ya' highness, I feel like a king

Shit, ya' Minus, give me a ring

Right side on me

Right side on me

Right side on me

Let me reload my shit

Flet, Flet, Flet!

Qwaulifies' going to war

Walk in that bitch and I'm tottin' my four

Leavin' the scene and we leavin' it gore

You get no bitches and you watchin' porn

You sayin' it's fire, but you can't put on

He knew I was comin', left him with a warnin'

B-Bitch

I gotta dip, so I hop in the car

Yeah, I'm gettin' so geeked, bitch, I'm goin' to Mars

Wasn't it your girl who told me I'm finna' shine bright, and I'm finna' go rise like a star?

She say I'm a talented rapper, she say I'm a make it

She said a young nigga go far

I got a bad lil' bitch in the crib, she hop in bed, and she finna' gra