No Pitty lyrics

[Intro: D Savage]
(Howdy, 5heriff, what's new in the prairie?)
Uh, ayy
Oh-ah, hey, hey, ayy, hey, ayy, ayy

[Pre-Chorus: D Savage]
Oh-ah, hey, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, hey
Oh-ah, hey, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[Chorus: D Savage]
These n*ggas really not with me (Oh-ah)
Got a new strap, you know it hold fifty (Oh-ah)
12 tryna get me, I'm fifty-one fifty (Oh-ah)
Feeling like Belly when I'm in my city (Yeah)
Walk a n*gga down, show him no pity (Oh-ah)
In the trap smoking on Runtz 'til I'm dizzy (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Lil Candy Paint & D Savage]
Throw me them racks, I might come to your city
We smoke out the P like the pack smell p*ssy (Mmm, mmm)
I can get the top, but the ho can't kiss me
She sucking while I'm driving, f*ck around, start drifting (Mmm)
He came with the swag like the lil' n*gga gifted
Spend a couple racks, get it back, no biggie (Mmm, mmm)
It's too many hoes and a n*gga too picky (Frrt)
It's some feelings I pour in this cup
Play with the gang and they sending you up (Uh-ah)
If he ain't us, we ain't showing no love (Uh)
Backends on the road, doing shows every month
I got that swag when I jump on the beat
Walk in the bank, all you hear is a beep
When the pressure fold, who the f*ck I'm gon' count on?
I'm going crazy, finna jump out the Styrofoam
She giving top all day, now her mind blown
Panoramic roof, hit the corner, start sliding the coupe (Skrrt)
Fifty racks stuffed in the shoebox
We never lacking, hope you not (Hey, hey)
Better keep your head up, no 2Pac
[Pre-Chorus: D Savage]
Oh-ah, hey, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, hey
Oh-ah, hey, ayy, ayy, ayy

[Chorus: D Savage]
These n*ggas really not with me (Oh-ah)
Got a new strap, you know it hold fifty (Oh-ah)
12 tryna get me, I'm fifty-one fifty (Oh-ah)
Feeling like Belly when I'm in my city (Yeah)
Walk a n*gga down, show him no pity (Oh-ah)
In the trap smoking on Runtz 'til I'm dizzy (Phew, yeah)

[Verse 2: D Savage]
We the young n*ggas that's running the town
If I catch an opp, then I'm gunning him down
You say you the plug, we taking him down
We don't show no love, these n*ggas is clowns
I just told Candy that we up next
I got some Xannies, but they ain't pressed
I got some hating n*ggas upset
But wait 'til they see me jump off a jet
I'ma f*ck 'em up when I jump in the coupe
Lil' b*tch choosing, keep looking at my jewels
Sipping on syrup, sipping on juice
Life, still it hurt, I can't lose
I done been hurt, I done been used
So I gotta watch how I move
All these racks up in my bank (Yeah)
n*ggas told me that I can't (Yeah)
Ran into my ex-b*tch with my new b*tch and it look like she gon' faint (Dumb b*tch)
Pour another deuce and roll a blunt so I could think (On God)
Don't you say you love me, you not my brother, n*ggas fake (Snakes)