PELICAN 3 lyrics

by

Cashout Mike


[Chorus]
And you cannot play them games with me, I'm a different type of breed
If you talk to me disrespectfully, I might just cause a scene
I been doin' this on my dolo, no, I don't need a team
It was her other ex, I couldn't decide, but b*tch, I chose the cheese
Uh, b*tch, I'm tryna, the haters wanna be me
I pull up in a foreign and I rave 'till I bleed
Pop out the car, I'm sendin' shots, don't play with me (Phew, phew, phew, phew)
I got this b*tch from Tinder, got her on her knees

[Verse]
In love with bands, in love with gettin' cash
In love with money, I'm in love in gettin' racks
Pop out the car, I'm sendin' shots, I do the dash (Do the dash)
I'm runnin' circles 'round this b*tch, feel like the Flash
They thinkin' confused, I can't see a thing
Do it on my doly, give a f*ck about a team
I rob with stakes, rob with Choppas with a beam
I rob with blicky's, leave 'em bloody on the scene
Hop out, I got money fallin' out of my pocket
b*tches keep callin' my phone, need to stop it
Didn't even look at the tab, but I copped it
Ride with a mini semi-automatic
Walk in a bih and I'm causin' a havoc
Hop out the Porsche, now sh*t get to crackin'
Ride with me doly, but I'm never lackin'
[Chorus]
And you cannot play them games with me, I'm a different type of breed
If you talk to me disrespectfully, I might just cause a scene
I been doin' this on my dolo, no, I don't need a team
It was her other ex, I couldn't decide, but b*tch, I chose the cheese
Uh, b*tch, I'm tryna, the haters wanna be me
I pull up in a foreign and I rave 'till I bleed
Pop out the car, I'm sendin' shots, don't play with me (Phew, phew, phew, phew)
I got this b*tch from Tinder, got her on her knees
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