Goat City - Do Not Disturb (feat. Enoch & Nasir Ali)

I ain't on nothing tonight, yeah
I'm usually busy just running the city
But tell me I'm lucky tonight, yeah
Cuz I got some time and some weed and some Henny
Not down for that ruckus tonight, yeah
I got my phone on silent
Shawty what's up with tonight? Yeah
So Shawty what's up with tonight? Yeah

Do not disturb catch me on curb
Swerving on the way to shorty crib
I'm just trying to see how shorty is
Lordy Lordy got me rapping corny shit
Like aye, I said I'm the greatest you know it
Aye, you said that you seen it I showed it
Aye, told me go make it stay focused
I'll keep you posted. How things been goin?
See I been moving, see I been searching
Living too loosely, need some certain
A nigga stay fly as turbulence
A nigga stay high off burning bis
But consistently I'm learning it
We dine at tables turning them
Shit, business booming serving them
Benjamin's we splurging them
Like fuck a conclusion, Goat City ain't losing
They thought we was hot and they ain't heard our new shit
Only do crew shit and aqua my new bitch
Other than pussy my old bitch is useless
This shit is a art as if opera the music
No preacher but talk like I'm at the pulpit
Smoke reefer never been sorry abused it
Phone ringing no contact ID I'm clueless. Fuck

And I don't know what I'm on
But I know that this shit loud
Shorties blowing up my phone
I'm with you, need to put the shit down
But I don't know what I'm on
But I know that this shit loud
Shorties blowing up my phone
I'm with you, need to put the shit down

I ain't on nothing tonight, yeah
I'm usually busy just running the city
But tell me I'm lucky tonight, yeah
Cuz I got some time and some weed and some Henny
Not down for that ruckus tonight, yeah
I got my phone on silent
Shawty what's up with tonight? Yeah
So Shawty what's up with tonight? Yeah

I been working all damn day
I just gotta thank you girl
That Snapchat just made my day
Had to look at the phone from an angle girl
And my boss that man don't play
He be demanding I be on my shit always
You looking at me like a nigga lost his way
Only boss I'll ever have is Brian J
But enough of all that work talk
Do that skirt talk
Do it slide back
Do it twerk off
Try to holler at you gotta work to talk
But that ass so fat, gotta hurt to walk
And you been working out to go curving off
And it don't take much for you to turn it on
And that L still lit, I don't smoke at all
But if you got access stress burn it off
And we can go back Lexus turn it off
Better grab your coat your purse and all
You got me dead, deceased like urn and all
The Brain so good shame I never learn at all
I'm so involved. But keep it hot you make it so simple
Don't worry bout my phone. If it ring then it's goin out that window

And I don't know what I'm on
But I know that this shit loud
Shorties blowing up my phone
I'm with you, need to put the shit down
But I don't know what I'm on
But I know that this shit loud
Shorties blowing up my phone
I'm with you, need to put the shit down

Down

Written by:
Brian Lucas, Nasir Thomas

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