Told Ya lyrics

[Intro: midwxst]
Yeah, pull out a stick 'cause we not finna fight (Yeah, uh-huh)
Yeah, pull out a stick 'cause we not finna fight (Yeah, uh-huh)
Yeah, pull out a stick 'cause we not finna fight (Yeah, uh-huh)
(Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, pull out a stick 'cause we not finna—, yeah

[Chorus: midwxst]
Pull out a stick 'cause we not finna fight
Sell out a show, that's a day in the life
When n*ggas be hating, they words filled with spite
And they not gettin' money, they don't got a life
That sh*t really funny 'cause I never cared
I'm at the top, at the highеst of tiers
You is not scarin' me, don't got a fear
If anything, n*gga, I'm makin' it clеar

[Verse 1: midwxst]
Callin' up Slump, he gon' bring a lil' choppa, that choppa gon' shoot, we gon' bring out Dakota
Give that boy a f*ckin' Wonderman, heatin' them lips, so you better say I done told you
I know that you is not 'bout all that sh*t you be talkin' 'bout, n*gga, I know that you foldin'
I do not wan' talk to you if you not talkin' 'bout no money 'cause that sh*t not important
My brother keep that G-L-O-C-K and that sh*t might spray at the opps
Finna cop me a new fit, I don't give two sh*ts 'bout price, give a f*ck 'bout the cost
Better put your chips on 'cause I'm gon' shoot the f*ck up like some mo'f*ckin' stocks
We gon' pull up on that boy, we not stoppin' no sh*t, n*gga, know that we not finna pause
Hit her then pass her, know I’m finna dump her
Mixin' that Prada with that Undercover
Not from Louisville, but this choppa got some sluggers
Know I don't want a b*tch, I just wan' f*ck her
Go to a show and then count all my money, and repeat that sh*t every mo'f*ckin' day
I gotta make one call and my n*ggas runnin' up on you, they shootin' them K’s
[Chorus: midwxst]
Pull out a stick 'cause we not finna fight
Sell out a show, that's a day in the life
When n*ggas be hating, they words filled with spite
And they not gettin' money, they don't got a life
That sh*t really funny 'cause I never cared
I'm at the top, at the highest of tiers
You is not scarin' me, don't got a fear
If anything, n*gga, I'm makin' it clear

[Verse 2: Summrs & midwxst]
Yeah (Huh), FN goin' through doors (Huh)
n*gga, you repo poles (Yeah)
I'ma be rich either way it go (Yeah)
I'ma keep on spreading these, yeah (Uh-huh)
Thirty thousand on my left wrist
You ain't actin' right, then you'll get left quick (Yeah)
That ain't my ho, man, that's your b*tch (Your b*tch)
I done run out of Oxy', I'm dope sick (Do)
I'ma put a watch on both wrists (What?)
Better put a lock on your b*tch (Yeah)
Way too fed, I can't show this (Nah)
Knowin' I'm carryin' them ghost glicks (Yeah)
New pack in the mail, it's new switches (Huh)
I got new poles, I'm finna go fishin' (Yeah)
All my guys gon' stand on business, yeah
[Chorus: midwxst]
Pull out a stick 'cause we not finna fight
Sell out a show, that's a day in the life
When n*ggas be hating, they words filled with spite
And they not gettin' money, they don't got a life
That sh*t really funny 'cause I never cared
I'm at the top, at the highest of tiers
You is not scarin' me, don't got a fear
If anything, n*gga, I'm makin' it clear

[Outro: midwxst]
Yeah, pull out a stick 'cause we not finna fight (Yeah, uh-huh)
Yeah, pull out a stick 'cause we not finna fight (Yeah, uh-huh)
Yeah, pull out a stick 'cause we not finna fight (Yeah, uh-huh)
(Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, pull out a stick 'cause we not finna—, yeah