Papi Flaco - Do Not Disturb (Fuck Em All) Lyrics

(Aye Zakk this shit hot)
Cut em all off yea, they too fake naw
Cut em all off yea, these bitches snake naw
Way too paid (Yea), I’m gettin cake (Yea)
Uh bitches hate (Yea), uh cause I got a bae (Yea)
Ohh now it’s way too late for all these hoes
Gotta kick ‘em right down to the curb
They hit my line but I hit don’t disturb yea I swerve
Swear they get up on my nerves
Keep my circle small fuck em all (Fuck Em All)
You know every day I gotta ball (I gotta ball)
Always going hard never going soft (Never Soft)
Yea, I can never miss a call
Keep all of my business on the low low, low low
I don’t give a fuck about no hoe no, hoe no
Spend this money til I got no more, more
(Woah, ooh, yea) Need some more, more
Whole lotta guala, whole lotta problems
All these thots are calling cause they see me ballin'
I don’t wanna fuck, babygirl you out of luck
I ain’t tryna fall in love go and find another one
Ooh, she hittin’ my phone to see if I miss her
Ooh, tryna come through and tryna get lifted
Ooh, it’s funny that she want me
I remember the days I wouldn’t get paid & ain’t no bitch would fuck with me
Cut em all off yea, they too fake naw
Cut em all off yea, these bitches snake naw
Way too paid (Yea), I’m getting cake (Yea)
Uh bitches hate (Yea), uh cause I got a bae (Yea)
Ohh now it’s way too late for all these hoes
Gotta kick ‘em right down to the curb
They hit my line but I hit don’t disturb yea I swerve
Swear they get up on my nerves
Keep my circle small fuck em all
You know every day I gotta ball
Always going hard never going soft
Yea, I can never miss a call

(Aye Zakk this shit hot)
Cut em all off yea, they too fake naw
Cut em all off yea, these bitches snake naw
Way too paid (Yea), I’m gettin cake (Yea)
Uh bitches hate (Yea), uh cause I got a bae (Yea)
Ohh now it’s way too late for all these hoes
Gotta kick ‘em right down to the curb
They hit my line but I hit don’t disturb yea I swerve
Swear they get up on my nerves
Keep my circle small fuck em all (Fuck Em All)
You know every day I gotta ball (I gotta ball)
Always going hard never going soft (Never Soft)
Yea, I can never miss a call
Keep all of my business on the low low, low low
I don’t give a fuck about no hoe no, hoe no
Spend this money til I got no more, more
(Woah, ooh, yea) Need some more, more
Whole lotta guala, whole lotta problems
All these thots are calling cause they see me ballin'
I don’t wanna fuck, babygirl you out of luck
I ain’t tryna fall in love go and find another one
Ooh, she hittin’ my phone to see if I miss her
Ooh, tryna come through and tryna get lifted
Ooh, it’s funny that she want me
I remember the days I wouldn’t get paid & ain’t no bitch would fuck with me
Cut em all off yea, they too fake naw
Cut em all off yea, these bitches snake naw
Way too paid (Yea), I’m getting cake (Yea)
Uh bitches hate (Yea), uh cause I got a bae (Yea)
Ohh now it’s way too late for all these hoes
Gotta kick ‘em right down to the curb
They hit my line but I hit don’t disturb yea I swerve
Swear they get up on my nerves
Keep my circle small fuck em all
You know every day I gotta ball
Always going hard never going soft
Yea, I can never miss a call