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waddie lee - nonsense lyrics

[intro]

he’s a g*nius
dibbit!

[chorus]
get out my face with that nonsense
i am not with it , it’s not authentic (hey)
head to the bank, then i cop sh-t
got no option n-gg- so i gotta get it (hey)
get out my face with that nonsense
i am not with it , it’s not authentic (hey)
head to the bank and i cop sh-t
got no option n-gg-, so i gotta get it (hey)
[verse 1]
oh no little b-tch i don’t want you
bad mamasita she gone get on you
that broke sh-t, that’s what i don’t do
i don’t owe you i made it on my own two
and i’m on one i don’t feel no one
i’m the dibbit, i be flexing with these gold fronts
if you ain’t sh-tting on them it ain’t no fun
call me steve-o, cause i’m gone stunt
nick on the beat and it hit
we up in this b-tch and it’s lit
on my job til i’m rich
need a mansion fat crib on the hill if it fits
gone be living legit when i’m through with this sh-t
don’t need no codeine i don’t sleep
i need no friends i do me
high as n-gg- hard to stay low key
living like this ain’t nothing come for free
when you f-cking with me (ayy)

[chorus]
get out my face with that nonsense
i am not with it , it’s not authentic (hey)
head to the back and i cop sh-t
got no option n-gg- so i gotta get it (hey)
get out my face with that nonsense
i am not with it , it’s not authentic (hey)
head to the back and i cop sh-t
got no option n-gg- so i gotta get it (hey)
[verse 2]
yo chain ain’t real, yo pain i can’t feel
you’ve been flexing on the gram, but can’t pay your bills
all that nonsense for the clout
f-ck what you talking bout
ain’t sh-t without a crowd
you really wildin out
yeah solid over here
call you out loud and clear
solid clouds on my gear
talking top tier
yeah, i make my own sh-t
write my own hits
you trying to flex in your homeboy whip
type to hit the mall, and buy a chain think he ballin (ha)
i run up some checks, make moves you ain’t involved with (dibbit)
just smoked a cookie pack the plug know i’m calling
bout to pull up on him right now, cause i know he got it
just being honest, i got a pocahontas
and i poke it from behind when i want it
you only good for talking on the comments
with no commas, got no time for your nonsense

- waddie lee lyrics

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