Do Not Disturb

By BoodahDARR

Released on October 11, 2016

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[Intro]

Oh man

God they wanna hit my phone, aha

Yeah


[Verse 1]

It's kind of funny how they only call me when they need me

It's kind of funny like your music and my high-school teachers

I just want to be a millionaire like Philbin, Regis

I just want to be a hero hope the music reach them

Niggas copy but I never trip it's nothing new

She better stop it, I'm a demigod and I got options

Focused on the prophet, get a Gucci wallet

Make sure you flying private, legal bitches in the cockpit

All my niggas rock designer and it's custom made

You need to take you and your team and go sit in the shade

Smoking all this dope by my lonesome (kush)

All these bitches round me 'cause they want some

Never get confused, I will never lose

Starring at you peasants from the top is what I'm calling views

Bottle of the Henny and some tunes, what a tough day

I can say, what the fuck I want, in my workplace

I can take, any bitch I want, with no hesitate

All I do is turn up with my niggas, ya we celebrate in major ways

With my Timbs on, bitch I'm major pain

Foot hanging out the window feeling like I'm Liu Kang

I don't really know you niggas fronting like we homeless (I don't)

I get lonely, fuck her if she nasty like they owe me

Please don't try to sign me 'less you signing all my niggas

Walking out the meeting, he ain't talking six figures

Talk to them like...


[Hook]

I don't need you niggas, I don't need you niggas

I just need my niggas, I just need my niggas, eh

I don't need you niggas, I don't need you niggas

I just need my niggas, I just need my niggas, eh

Most you niggas phony, bitches so annoying

Please don't hit my phone if you ain't talking about no money

Gucci belt, with Serene on, bitch I'm stunting

Gucci belt, with Serene on, bitch I'm stunting


[Verse 2]

It's kinda funny how my family don't own no Serene

And how they rather put they money on the other team

They hate success, 'cause they can't feel it and it's really funny

Started as a child hating on my mamma

Now it's mandatory that she ball on these (fuck niggas)

We gon' eat this crab while they eating TV dinners

And I'm gon' run this bag while they hating from a distance

Got my pen in hand dripping, we don't show them no attention

Oh and I forgot to mention that we did it in a year, awe yeah

Throw a band at my ex, all tears, awe yeah, eh

Tryna' get my bank to only M's, all M's

So my whole team win, double C.M. to the end

I'm a honey dutch smoker, blowing [?]


[?] in the high tops, rolling in the [?]

I don't really know her, get her out my section

I don't want a feature 'cause you niggas don't impress me

You niggas all disgust me like Jerry Sandusky

I'm sick as fuck, I should go get tested

Flexing like I'm Ric Flair I could of been a wrestler (woo)

Hand off you niggas man I could of been a Tesla

Instead I'm writing music for the young and reckless, bitch I'm wrestles

Your bitch she hanging off me necklace, no respect

See, I don't really need her, I use her I mistreat her

I'll pass her to my demons, and then I'll go delete her like...


[Hook]

I don't need you niggas, I don't need you niggas

I just need my niggas, I just need my niggas, eh

I don't need you niggas, I don't need you niggas

I just need my niggas, I just need my niggas, eh

Most you niggas phony, bitches so annoying

Please don't hit my phone if you ain't talking 'bout no money

Gucci belt, with Serene on, bitch I'm stunting

Gucci belt, with Serene on, bitch I'm stunting