Don’t Get Me Started lyrics

[Intro]
What's up, ho? ’Cause when the f*ck you started talkin' like that? b*tch
What?
f*ck you mean, ho?
Hahahaha
(Known to let that MAC fly just like my n*gga Doe)

[Chorus]
Don't get me started, b*tch, your pus*y ain’t more than a quarter
I was in that party, b*tch, I was cursin' like I ain't no artist
Mm, I was pullin' the larceny, n*gga, I was slidin' and duckin' apartments
I'ma get my bricks, n*gga, I'ma go back to the apartments, n*gga
Boy, you ain’t even havin’ gas, that G gotta stand for garbage, n*gga
Every time I open my pack, you know it smell like I farted, n*gga
You was comin' to class early, every time, I was tardy, n*gga
You hate me bad, I hope you n*ggas know I ain’t even started, n*gga

[Verse 1]
I ain't never been to Cali', tell 700 I ain't even cappin’
Might text me a b*tch, say, "LOL," on me, I ain't even laughin'
These pus*y n*ggas takin' extra L's, they really lackin'
If I had to choose between trap or rap, on God, I'm trappin'
If I had to choose between fightin' or shootin', I'm goin' for clappin'
Might take your b*tch for ransom, roll her up, and go kidnap her
You know I ain't chasin' hoes, I'm out of breath like I got asthma
I'm gettin' money like Chicken Man's son, but I ain't no snapper
I'm bendin' the corner, whippin' that Ghost through this b*tch like I'm Casper
I'm draped in Dan, but not Lil Baby cousin, this sh*t here Dapper
I told my b*tch just take her time, I don't know how to change no Pamper
But I could be your man and run the streets and still be a rapper
[Chorus]
Don't get me started, b*tch, your pus*y ain't more than a quarter
I was in that party, b*tch, I was cursin' like I ain't no artist
Mm, I was pullin' the larceny, n*gga, I was slidin' and duckin' apartments
I'ma get my bricks, n*gga, I'ma go back to the apartments, n*gga
Boy, you ain't even havin' gas, that G gotta stand for garbage, n*gga
Every time I open my pack, you know it smell like I farted, n*gga
You was comin' to class early, every time, I was tardy, n*gga
You hate me bad, I hope you n*ggas know I ain't even started, n*gga

[Verse 2]
Don't get me started, n*gga, I'll bust a move and up my rank
If I can't f*ck you, b*tch, don't play, you know you f*ckin' dank
b*tch can't even hit the BnB you ain't f*ckin', what you think?
I'm thuggin' hard, but to my mama, she still think I'm a saint
Uh, n*gga tryna rock my boat, don't know they gon' sink
Uh, n*gga try to bend that road, on God, he gon' sing
I'm belt to ass on all these n*ggas like Pootie Tang
And I just came in for the bag, I don't want the fame
You know I'm raised up in this sh*t like Raising Cane's
She say she full of wizard, might make her give up the brain
I'm young and turnt, I want a bust down, no, not plain
I ain't flew to Cali' since I lost one-fifty on that plane

[Chorus]
Don't get me started, b*tch, your pus*y ain't more than a quarter
I was in that party, b*tch, I was cursin' like I ain't no artist
Mm, I was pullin' the larceny, n*gga, I was slidin' and duckin' apartments
I'ma get my bricks, n*gga, I'ma go back to the apartments, n*gga
Boy, you ain't even havin' gas, that G gotta stand for garbage, n*gga
Every time I open my pack, you know it smell like I farted, n*gga
You was comin' to class early, every time, I was tardy, n*gga
You hate me bad, I hope you n*ggas know I ain't even started, n*gga