bother me by Love4YouXav

Nah ha

 

It don't bother me, i keep a Glock around me

 

I just wanna love somebody, niggas on me

 

And they don't wanna love nobody

 

Niggas want cheese, uh

 

They want cheese, uh

 

 

 

Cheddar on me, together we'll be

 

And start a family, bitches wanting me ayy

 

Like, why you so nasty, nasty?

 

Like, why you so naggy, naggy?

 

Bitches coming at me, at me

 

Za' on me, bitch so snappy, she wanna Snap me

 

She wan' snapchat me, woah-oh-oh-oh

 

Uh oh motherfucker, you so savvy

 

Got me with my brothers, Glocky in my khakis uh

 

Got the AR-15, bitches wanna act a fool, she gon call me daddy

 

On my A$AP shit, bitch gon act up

 

Got the actavis, bitch, we gon shoot your dad up

 

Rock my whole world, you gon back up

 

Know your ass is thirsty, we shoot your ass up

 

Throw dat ass back, she a dump truck

 

Niggas mad for what? They dumb-dumb

 

I don't need your fuckin pity

 

Do it all on my own, pull up to your city

 

Shooting your family up my gang is always with me

 

You won't make it out alive, you too bitchy

 

Bitch wanna steal my flow, hoes out to get me

 

Be my princess, we can live like Disney

 

Niggas do incest, they disgusting, but my shit catchy

 

Now niggas wanna act like they the shit, actin sassy

 

Perfect Blue nigga, pants baggy

 

Hands in my motherfuckin pockets, ain't too flashy

 

She gon send the Addy, always on ten, bitch

 

You know you'll be dead, bitch

 

All up in your head, bitch

 

Want me in your bed quick

 

You gon' be so dead quick

 

Bitches fucking led him

 

To where the bombs was, he felt threatened

 

Ambush this nigga, when I said, "I loved you" I meant it

 

Play with my heart and my soul, I'm new to your collection

 

Momma say I'm pathetic.. me? I'm unaffected

 

Locks you checking, hoes protesting

 

Got the AK on me, you sweating, ayy

 

I don't need your stupid blessings

 

Cuz me hoe I'm a whole ass legend

 

Feel like Billy Loomis, never rejected

 

Pain gon set it, I sent it, the messages I'm sending

 

I'm destined to be a dead bitch, yeah, I reckon

 

One day we'll date eachother, yeah, I'll let it

 

Letting it happen, ayy, bought ur ass presents

 

You ain't even wanted it, ayy, teach u a lesson

 

Feel like G_ Herbo, ayy, hey, I got the Glock and the weapons

 

We pull up with them weapons

 

This shit is parental discretion woah-oh

 

Nigga we explicit, them guns we be testing

 

U really be testing my patience I'm tempted

 

To shoot your fucking ass to Heaven

 

You'll die slow, bitch, since I was 7

 

I been fucked up, fed up messed up and not one to mess with

 

I got the switch and the blunt, nigga, Im changing my methods

 

Shoot yo ass no hesitation, ayy, you is not protected

 

Shoulda used protection, mama

 

I ain't even let you finish your sentence

 

U want war? Want smoke? Get it hoe, what was you expecting?

 

You knew to expect this, woah-oh

 

I'm always coming back for seconds, oh

 

 

 

Nah ha

 

It don't bother me, i keep a Glock around me

 

I just wanna love somebody, niggas on me

 

And they don't wanna love nobody

 

Niggas want cheese, uh

 

They want cheese, uh

 

 

 

Fuck niggas in debt and

 

These niggas never learn they lessons

 

Pain never lessens, got em second guessing

 

Love my nigga Brexton, hoes gon' get tormented

 

Threaded, bitch we was always betting

 

Destined, Desmond, got the cigarettes and

 

Killing niggas, my abs, they shredded

 

You hoes gon die in a split second

 

Yeah, I'm relentless, relentless

 

Live in yo head rent free you bed-wetting

 

Ayy babygirl, is you deafened?

 

Money on me niggas fake we the Jetsons

 

Smoke a cigarette in yo face Corvette shit

 

Yeah-ah

 

And you've been collected

 

Added to my collection

 

You're now a prize, bitch

 

And your ass is dependent

 

On me, yeah, she asking me all these questions

 

Nowadays I just wan be resting

 

I got the Adderall, bitch, process this

 

Niggas are not processing

 

Like, did you get my message?

 

Ayy, you niggas be peasants, ayy

 

I just fucked your mama, ayy

 

She never gon' be mentioned, ayy

 

Now her ass is dead, ayy

 

Yeah, you will not forget it ayy bitches so incessant ayy

 

Unless this will be the end of me then no, hoe

 

You on your excess shit, Smith & Wesson

 

Glocky on me all the time I'm on my blessed shit

 

Nigga wanna die with a switch, then die

 

Yeah, viewer discretion, woah-oh-oh

 

I have a confession (have a confession)

 

I tried to suppress it (I tried to suppress it)

 

These niggas oppress it (these niggas oppress it)

 

I show much aggression (I show much aggression)

 

I never meant to be so damn aggressive

 

Fucked up all the time, got depression

 

Don't wanna go 2 school, no expression

 

Emotionless type shit, I'm possessed, bitch!

 

Ayy, yeah

 

Therapy sessions don't help at all

 

When I was 11 I fucking killed myself

 

And got a second chance at life to feel myself

 

And niggas all in my face I'm tryna heal myself

 

Maybe once again I'll drill myself

 

I'll kill myself don't need no help my face it melts

 

Can't feel myself dad has the belt

 

Put belt to ass I'm so down bad for you right now

 

I think I'm going mad, woah-oh-oh

 

Feel like Post Malone I'm so alone

 

Did it on my own I'm going home

 

She said, "Go to yo' home" I ain't wanna go home

 

I wanna stay with you, she bad to the bone, oh-oh-oh

 

 

 

Nah ha

 

It don't bother me, i keep a Glock around me

 

I just wanna love somebody, niggas on me

 

And they don't wanna love nobody

 

Niggas want cheese, uh

 

They want cheese, uh