
paygotti - not ah diss lyrics
[intro]
(ayy, ecko, turn it up)
yeah
n+gga
look (ayy, ecko, turn this beat off if i ain’t trippin’ on it)
[chorus]
ayy, let me set the record straight ’cause i ain’t never been no b+tch
my cousin cliquin’ up with suckers, sh+t, i guess that’s what it is
n+ggas broke, go tell lil’ mari go find somewhere for him to live
just like his pops, gon’ leave that n+gga stiff below the hips
hold on, wait, if you think that was disrespectful, wait for this
f+ck that n+gga rich, he died without his hair just like a b+tch
not a diss, it’s funky over here, come get a whiff
ncaa, b+tch, i’m in madden mode, let’s send a blitz
[verse 1]
drop some wocky on her tongue and ask lil’ bitty how it taste
bounced up out the lo’, you should’ve seen the look on buddy face
captain save+a+ho, you lovin’ on that b+tch, go grab a k
prop the door, his body drop and start to harlem shake
go ask around, who had you n+ggas runnin’ laps?
you n+ggas p+ssy, seen us low and d+mn near had a heart attack
this new gen came with a twin, i call this sh+t the starter pack
they puttin’ random n+ggas on, they might as well go start a draft (yeah, yeah, yeah)
[chorus]
ayy, let me set the record straight ’cause i ain’t never been no b+tch
my cousin cliquin’ up with suckers, sh+t, i guess that’s what it is
n+ggas broke, go tell lil’ mari go find somewhere for him to live
just like his pops, gon’ leave that n+gga stiff below the hips
hold on, wait, if you think that was disrespectful, wait for this
f+ck that n+gga rich, he died without his hair just like a b+tch
not a diss, it’s funky over here, come get a whiff
ncaa, b+tch, i’m in madden mode, let’s send a blitz
[verse 2]
might f+ck around and pop his mama if she in the way
just send me with the demons, ain’t no room up at the heaven gates
that n+gga took some shots and still alive, you should’ve hit his face
yeah, ayy, i would’ve faced dude
searchin’ for some smoke, but then got jiggy once it came through
if i was gotti opp and he got popped, then i would hate too
‘net beef, it seem to me you tryna hit the shade room
b+tch, yeah, come and get p+ssy
i’ma pop regardless, even if he got that b+tch with him
see i’m goin’ dumb, she left me hangin’, now that b+tch miss me
hot sh+t, big b+tch, ten milli’, call it miss piggy
yeah, yeah, call it miss piggy
[outro]
n+gga
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