Banger (DJ on the beat, so it's a banger) uh? What? That's not my fault That's not my fault Von I know you tired of n-, girl, but that's not my fault (nah) You need a real n-, girl, and that's what I thought (thought) She love Chanel and Gucci purses, that's what I bought (uh-huh) She learned to love a real n-, that's what I taught (gang) I know you tired of n-, girl, but that's not my fault (nah, nah) You need a real n-, girl, and that's what I thought (I thought) She love Chanel and Gucci purses, that's what I bought (I bought) She learned to love a real n-, that's what I taught See, love don't come around (it don't) So I suggest if you love them, you better hold 'em down (hold tight) I met this b- up in the WIIIC, but she from out of town (she was) And it's f- up how we first met, but that's my baby now (uh-huh) Yeah, that's my baby now (on gang) See, I'm just mindin' mine (uh-huh) I'm on that block, I'm sellin' -, ain't got no 9-to-5 (ain't got no job) I'm posted up, my b- tucked when something caught my eye I saw this b- come down the stairs and asked her why she cryin' (what's wrong?) And that's when she replied "That n- beat on me (he do), just wanna cheat on me" (yeah, he do) "He put his feet on me (he do), I'm too raw, why he sleep on me?" (yeah) He playin', I'ma put some cheese on him (huh? What?) Oh, she want him gone And I know he be havin' them ki's on him (oh yeah?) Ayy, what dude be on? I know you tired of n-, girl, but that's not my fault (nah) You need a real n-, girl, and that's what I thought (thought) She love Chanel and Gucci purses, that's what I bought (uh-huh) She learned to love a real n-, that's what I taught (gang) I know you tired of n-, girl, but that's not my fault (nah, nah) You need a real n-, girl, and that's what I thought (I thought) She love Chanel and Gucci purses, that's what I bought (I bought) She learned to love a real n-, that's what I taught New Chanelly flavors for you, that's what I bought Bezel, Flavor Flav on you, that's one big a- watch We both been unfaithful, but she know she's my drive (yeah) Catch you with that n-, I'm gon' treat him like my opp Stackin' my bread to the ceiling, stayin' ten toes She tired of you, and I'm tired of drivin' the Benz home And all of my chains got big rocks, I'm a Flintstone for real (for real, for real) She gave me the p- then put me inside of the friend zone still Left her on the table for you, that's what I bought I can cut off all of my h- and spin the block I been gettin' paper like loose leaf, gettin' guap I got just enough for me and you, baby I know you tired of n-, girl, but that's not my fault (nah) You need a real n-, girl, and that's what I thought (thought) She love Chanel and Gucci purses, that's what I bought (uh-huh) She learned to love a real n-, that's what I taught (gang) I know you tired of n-, girl, but that's not my fault (nah, nah) You need a real n-, girl, and that's what I thought (I thought) She love Chanel and Gucci purses, that's what I bought (I bought) She learned to love a real n-, that's what I taught
You have so many instruments can you make king von type beats bro like a mix of story telling an sum hard pianno beats an shit like make em different then all the other ones
