DON’T MISTAKE lyrics

[Intro: 1TakeJay]
(Sorry, January)
(Let the beat ride out, Ju)
Wait, hold up, I'm finna turn this b*tch up

[Chorus: 1TakeJay]
Don't mistake a b*tch-ass n*gga for a savage (Don't do that)
n*gga got a gun, like a hater, he ain't clappin' (Them n*ggas cap)
Keep my b*tches undercover like a mattress
I just turned the b*tch that you love to a ratchet (b*tch)
Hundreds, thousands, I get it the fastest (I get it the fastest)
Mouthpiece sloppy, I get it, she nasty (Knew the b*tch was bad)
She ain't in detention, but I keep a baddie (Woo)
I ain't playin' hard to get, b*tch, you can have me

[Verse 1: 1TakeJay]
Ayy, I been lookin' for a wife, think that motherf*cker lost it (Whеre?)
I can't pronounce the namе, but I can tell you what it cost (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Lil' Ross, lil' Smartwater hangin' 'round your neck, this Voss (Classy)
I'm the mayor in this b*tch, I probably fire a b*tch boss (Grrah)
Ayy, ayy, doggy in this b*tch, I don't talk
Extra twenty in the stick to make a n*gga Crip walk (Ah)
Ayy, it's probably 'cause I let the wrist walk
Caught him lackin' with his b*tch, the n*gga made his b*tch talk (Ah)
Tell him they can roger that n*gga (Roger than n*gga)
He a demon on the low, I'm a father to that n*gga (I'm a father to that n*gga)
Girl, what? Get off of that n*gga (Get off)
I'ma pack the wrong player, Aaron Rodgers'-ass n*gga (Uh)
I say kicks with no Cs and b*tch with four Bs
Like, baby, what you need? I'm a trend like Do-We (Do-We)
This n*gga don't belong, he a C (Wait, hold up, I'm finna this b*tch up)
Mistake the same n*gga for a motherf*ckin' P (Ah)
[Chorus: 1TakeJay]
Don't mistake a b*tch-ass n*gga for a savage (Don't do that)
n*gga got a gun, like a hater, he ain't clappin' (Them n*ggas cap)
Keep my b*tches undercover like a mattress
I just turned the b*tch that you love to a ratchet (b*tch)
Hundreds, thousands, I get it the fastest (I get it the fastest)
Mouthpiece sloppy, I get it, she nasty (Knew the b*tch was bad)
She ain't in detention, but I keep a baddie
I ain't playin' hard to get, b*tch, you can have me

[Verse 2: ShooterGang Kony]
Pack the club out with all b*tches, ain't no n*ggas here (Ain't no n*ggas)
n*ggas trippin', but it's in one ear and not the other ear (Shut the f*ck up)
Not like Rosa Parks, I'm in the front, n*ggas in the rear
He don't bang, only thing he throwin' up is beer
I just bought a coupe, you still waitin' on the bus ride (Bus)
This ain't private school, chain hangin', I don't tuck mine (That sh*t hang)
But I doubt it, but you can have that b*tch if you f*ck mine
I was shootin' dice, he was waitin' in the lunch line (Word)
Tell a b*tch to go like Too Short
n*gga, I ain't on your team, run it up, that's my sport (Run it up)
Steve Urkel, that's your cousin, these n*ggas all dorks (You n*ggas dorks)
n*ggas still couldn't eat if I let him have my fork (You broke)

[Chorus: 1TakeJay]
Don't mistake a b*tch-ass n*gga for a savage (Don't do that)
n*gga got a gun, like a hater, he ain't clappin' (Them n*ggas cap)
Keep my b*tches undercover like a mattress
I just turned the b*tch that you love to a ratchet (b*tch)
Hundreds, thousands, I get it the fastest (I get it the fastest)
Mouthpiece sloppy, I get it, she nasty (Knew the b*tch was bad)
She ain't in detention, but I keep a baddie
I ain't playin' hard to get, b*tch, you can have me