Learn from my mistakes, I don't need pity, boo
Learn from my mistakes, I don't need pity, boo
Learn from my mistakes, I don't need pity, boo
I'm with True and Nenee and we ridin' through the city
(This is a Noise TV premiere; Ear Drummers)
(True that, he makin' noise, boy)
[KARRAHBOOO & Zukenee]
Learn from my mistakes, I don't need pity, boo
I'm with True and Nenee and we ridin' through the city
I'm not into drama, but you still could get up with me (Uh, huh)
I just hit up fleet to put some Santi on my Dickies (Uh, uh)
And I'm smokin' gas until I'm dizzy (Let's go)
Nigga keep on tryna take me out, I'm way too busy (Yeah, okay)
I geek up a lot, so do not try to keep up with me (Woo, woo)
I geek up a lot, so do not try to keep up with me (Switch it)
[Zukenee]
Can't keep up with this shit, I'm grantin' wishes like a genie
I'm superstar status, bitch, you see me when you see me (Big tacks)
She hungry for the Zuke, I let her eat it when she see me (Eat it up)
I put my chains on and now she fiendin', she fiendin' (Let fiend)
Racks on the floor like I'm Venus, Serena (Woo)
Seen the stars in the roof, she damn near turned to a dreamer (You see that shit?)
Let her play with my mic, I turn your ho to a singer (Lil' rack)
Got hoes in Ibiza, they don't got they visas (Switch, switch, switch it; Woo)
Pimpin' out with K, bein' true (Bein' true)
Ridin' with these cutters, split your face down in two (Let go)
Let her roll my blunts, I swear I'm faded in the booth (Smoke, smoke)
Swear to God, don't need no fuckin' pity, I got milli' (Woah)
I put Jesus on her tongue, we could feel it, I could feel it (Yeah)
Pity, we don't need no pity (No pity, bitch)
I'm ridin' through the city (Lil' rack), fuck a speed limit (Rack)
Hoes in the kitchen (Woo), hoes in the whip (Le'ts go) and we don't need no pity (Damn)
I just signed her titties, I been on some riches
[KARRAHBOOO]
Learn from my mistakes, I don't need pity, boo
I'm with True and Nenee and we ridin' through the city
I'm not into drama, but you still could get up with me (Uh, huh)
I just hit up fleet to put some Santi on my Dickies (Uh, uh)
And I'm smokin' gas until I'm dizzy
Nigga keep on tryna take me out, I'm way too busy (Okay)
I geek up a lot, so do not try to keep up with me (It's Boboo)
I geek up a lot, so do not try to keep up with me (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah
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