Not Tryna Hear It
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Not Tryna Hear It Lyrics

Bitch I'm in my room, I'm just chilling
I just stole that boy bitch now I'm feeling like a villain
She say she wanna suck the dick, I know that she willing
She said I'm disgusting, cause I'm only here to kill it
Yeah, I just wanna kill it
She say "Ways, you gon' sing to me like you is Bryson Tiller"
Hop on a PJ, yes I'm never flying spirit
She said "You broke my heart," no bitch I'm not trying to hear it
Uh, I'm a little nasty mofo
Making her curl her toes
I got all the drugs, ima pour a four
Put the dick up in her mouth
She can't breathe she finna choke, yeah, ha
Bitch I never write
I'm just going from the dome
Only care bout my bread, bitch I want them fucking loafs
I got fancy shit, all up on my fucking coat
And that's Moncler, broke bitch you would never know
I thought you wanted to though
But I put cock in your hoe, ay
And my neck is on froze
She got drugs in her nose
Bitch I'm in my room, I'm just chilling
I just stole that boy bitch now I'm feeling like a villain
She say she wanna suck the dick, I know that she willing
She said I'm disgusting, cause I'm only here to kill it
Yeah, I just wanna kill it
She say "Ways, you gon' sing to me like you is Bryson Tiller"
Hop on a PJ, yes I'm never flying spirit
She said "You broke my heart," no bitch I'm not trying to hear it

Bitch I'm in my room, I'm just chilling
I just stole that boy bitch now I'm feeling like a villain
She say she wanna suck the dick, I know that she willing
She said I'm disgusting, cause I'm only here to kill it
Yeah, I just wanna kill it
She say "Ways, you gon' sing to me like you is Bryson Tiller"
Hop on a PJ, yes I'm never flying spirit
She said "You broke my heart," no bitch I'm not trying to hear it
Uh, I'm a little nasty mofo
Making her curl her toes
I got all the drugs, ima pour a four
Put the dick up in her mouth
She can't breathe she finna choke, yeah, ha
Bitch I never write
I'm just going from the dome
Only care bout my bread, bitch I want them fucking loafs
I got fancy shit, all up on my fucking coat
And that's Moncler, broke bitch you would never know
I thought you wanted to though
But I put cock in your hoe, ay
And my neck is on froze
She got drugs in her nose
Bitch I'm in my room, I'm just chilling
I just stole that boy bitch now I'm feeling like a villain
She say she wanna suck the dick, I know that she willing
She said I'm disgusting, cause I'm only here to kill it
Yeah, I just wanna kill it
She say "Ways, you gon' sing to me like you is Bryson Tiller"
Hop on a PJ, yes I'm never flying spirit
She said "You broke my heart," no bitch I'm not trying to hear it

Writer(s): Landon Ronnlof
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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