Made Her a Believer lyrics

[Intro]
Damn, almost left my tag off this sh*t (Huh)
Wait, hold up
I'm finna turn this b*tch up

[Chorus]
Anytime I can't decide, I do both pair
Nervous how I'm walking in 'cause they gon' stare
I just made somebody dream
b*tch, believe, I don't care
b*tch, get out my face
What is you counting, n*gga? Nose hair?
The only time I bossed up was when I had myself
If a b*tch ain't adding up, I subtract myself
Told her socket to my pocket and pack it up well
n*gga, I don't just be talking and cap it on twelves

[Verse 1]
Your label booked you at the library, you on the shelf
f*ck a label, n*gga, I'll drop this and I'm f*cking them well
She asked me if I got a bag, I showеd her the belt
Now bеfore you question me, b*tch, kill yourself
Let's bet a thousand 'cause I know you don't feel yourself
'Cause you be trying to dress like me but they can't even tell
I'm never f*cking with these n*ggas, they can't even tell
I was walking home alone after the school bell
Look, n*ggas cars get declined for tryna be him
Tryna be me this a bag you can't reach in
That n*gga b*tch showed me to get down
Why she ain't teach him?
'Cause n*ggas out here never tryna get to it, they' just leaching
By the way, yo b*tch look, I guess you don't care
You could at least get the sh*t done, she barely got here
Like why yo n*gga got you riding around on a spare?
Question is, "Why are you still with him?"
b*tch, you don't care
[Chorus]
Anytime I can't decide, I do both pair
Nervous how I'm walking in 'cause they gon' stare
I just made somebody dream
b*tch, believe, I don't care
b*tch, get out my face
What is you counting, n*gga? Nose hair?
The only time I bossed up was when I had myself
If a b*tch ain't adding up, I subtract myself
Told her socket to my pocket and pack it up well
n*gga, I don't just be talking and cap it on twelves

[Verse 2]
In her bed it ain't a n*gga, it's a broke there
Below the waist, above my knees, it's a loaf there
She so thirsty, f*ck a car, drive the boat there
My name's Zero, b*tch, I came 'cause this hoes there
If you don't hear Mary on a song, it ain't my sh*t
Call me pops, every friday going there and drop sh*t
How did I just crack the b*tch that worked there? I'm toxic
Let it in the store, I'm designer hotboxing
Cuts on my neck like I signed a Hot Topic
Wood and a dash of the whip
No, it's a rocket
Thief in the night, hit the dice game for their pockets
Took a n*gga money but he a fanny feel accomplished
[Chorus]
Anytime I can't decide, I do both pair
Nervous how I'm walking in 'cause they gon' stare
I just made somebody dream
b*tch, believe, I don't care
b*tch, get out my face
What is you counting, n*gga? Nose hair?
The only time I bossed up was when I had myself
If a b*tch ain't adding up, I subtract myself
Told her socket to my pocket and pack it up well
n*gga, I don't just be talking and cap it on twelves