D Car Lo - Everybody Else

I'm nothing like the usual
Done dealing with broke bitches
That's stealing food out they own mouth
Leave that fucking door open when you talk Shit
And see what that smoke bout
Dreams are only for the
And I'm a nightmare
Yeah these niggas scared
The minute I do some new Shit on the gram
You copy no credit. You scam
Yeah I see all you bitches
You old Follow unfollowing bitches
Type of bitch to pipe up for the witnesses
Then shit get real
Ain't seen bitch in a minute
Type of bitch to play games til the end
Like your dividends even merited tickets
Bitch you've been gifted
You can talk Shit
While I get to the business
And them pretty bitches
Suck all on my inches
Yeah it's about 10 of them
Cut your suspicions
Ain't showing shit
Til you cough up them digits
Man I'm a real indigo
If you a simple Hoe
I'm in the rear digging in it
You won't do me Justice
I get it. It's clear
Til I show you pussys I'm meant to be here
Cuz these niggas suck and I'll leave it at that
Playing this Shit like I don't know the math
Or even the half of it
Who gives a fuck about you
Or the bag you get
You better stay the fuck off of my strip
Before I get tatted and fuck off my drip
Book you a flight
But don't come round here tripping
Bitch you can cute and cuddly on this dick
And you niggas still can get two from the hip
And you Hater need quit boosting my Shit
Before I spit some lift you as Up legit
What they gone do when I loose face
Pop up on that ass make you lose weight
Oh It's all fun and lame til they done playing games
Yeah the beast that you made is a bully in Me
When a bitch come correct we can talk with the mask off
Til then imma deal with the right hand niggas with the right hand
Niggas with the trigger
Cuz I figured you could get it like the way that you be getting it from
Every Fuckin body Else
Fuck one

Written by:
Derrick Hunter

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