DON'T RESPOND Lyrics

I popped a perky in a lamb truck fell asleep Flying

Don't wanna think, she'll slime me out, but she Just keep lyin

I never thought she'd do me like that, steady Seein' signs

Just popped another Adderall, but I'm gon' be Fine

Bad, bad, bad, bad

Why you wanna see me laid up in a casket, Baby

Knowin' that I act just like my

Dad, dad, dad

You playin' victim to your mind games

Girl, you an assassin, but no, I won't go out

Sad sad sad

Mention my name, but I don't respond

You movin' like his life a game, I bet he won't Respawn

Yeah

Me and Jelly we like Durk and Von

Got melodies from the trenches, help me, sing Along

Bad, bad, bad, bad

Why you wanna see me laid up in a casket, Baby

Knowin' that I act just like my

Dad, dad, dad

You playin' victim to your mind games

Girl, you an assassin, but no, I won't go out

Sad sad sad

Whoa, whoa, whoa

I know that I won't go out sad sad sad

Maybe I've been trippin

Poppin' all these ecstasies, I'm fuckin' up my Liver

But I just keep on sippin

Double cup, I need another one

Bro just beat a body, came back home, he need Another gun

We gettin' bad, bad, bad

He up that switchy at his face

And I was really right beside him

He said, Drippa please get

Back, back, back

She fucked the goat inside a lamb truck

Keep trollin' on my page

And that's the same thing got your mans Plucked

Slowly movin' to my old ways, gang bang

Don't you put your hands up

I never got you niggas when it's beef

Why hit the gram up?

I heard your homie died in critical

It's really fucked up, all them shots was really Missin' you

You cross that line, you tryna snake me, I ain't Missin' you

Used to make love songs for your heart and Now I'm dissin' you

A couple blocks, I kinda spint a few

She said, bless you, like I sneeze, but I ain't say Ah Chu

You lyin' bout me on the gram, you know that Shit not true

And every song that I make don't gotta be Bout you

You sick and tired, I am too

I hate that I'm bout you

Badly

A down nigga, I lay down with you and watch

Baddies

And at this point, you lost me, it's fucked up Because you

Had me

I'm mad Jelly ain't. here, I'm blowin' reefa out The

Backseat

I left you in the past, it's fucked up now cause You can't pass me

You want smoke or what?

Well get to blowin', bro, Osama cause he blow Shit up

I'm slowly growin' hate for you, you bout to Fuck shit up

Ain't got no service on the island, we can't get In touch