Don’t Tell Me sh*t! lyrics

[Intro: $ean Thom]
Uhm, yeah-yeah-yeah
Uhm, yeah-yeah-yeah

[Hook: $ean Thom]
b*tch don't tell me this, b*tch don't tell me that
b*tch don't tell me this, b*tch don't tell me that
b*tch don't tell me this, b*tch don't tell me that
b*tch don't tell me this, b*tch don't tell me that
b*tch don't tell me this, b*tch don't tell me that
b*tch don't tell me this, b*tch don't tell me that
b*tch don't tell me this, b*tch don't tell me that

[Verse 1: $ean Thom]
b*tch I got my (?) shout my Rasta
Overall rating 99, might shock ya
b*tch I got my (?) dope in a locker
di*k game resume, my sh*t says I'm a monster
Calvin Klein waist, son you know I got designer
Chain stupid long, big bricks, might blind ya
Check my GPS, I need my hoes, I need to find 'em
Please don't rap me up, b*tch this ain't no f*cking cypher
Oh, I'm sorry told shawty flip a brick
Baby lost it now she in some deep sh*t
Not my problem, I'ma hit my next lick
When I'm up, please don't disrespect this
Federal my charger, b*tch I'm loving broad street
Playing different cards, switching different cars
In the backseat, I'm from Pluto
(?) boyfriend, he from Mars
Get my re-up from the Rasta
All my dope be in the jar
[Hook: $ean Thom]
b*tch don't tell me this, b*tch don't tell me that
b*tch don't tell me this, b*tch don't tell me that
b*tch don't tell me this, b*tch don't tell me that
b*tch don't tell me this, b*tch don't tell me that
b*tch don't tell me this, b*tch don't tell me that
b*tch don't tell me this, b*tch don't tell me that
b*tch don't tell me this, b*tch don't tell me that

[Verse 2: Rico Nasty]
All of my (?) are foreign, all of my clothes are expensive
I got him eating this pus*y, (?)
Baby girl I'm so savage, living life I'm so lavish
All you b*tches is jokers so you know that I'm laughing
Laughing at you b*tches on my way to the bank
All of you b*tches is in hiding like you name was Ann Frank
No disrespect to the dudes cause my check was diamond encrusted
And disrespect none of my n*ggas or my guns get to busting
(?) b*tch, no discussion
I'm balling, no limits, while you ball on a budget
Oh my God man, I love it
Screaming I'm not in the cut, I'm at the bank
I didn't go MIA, I went money hunting
Cause I'm a baby lover, money lover
I can't stand an undercover
I like checks, I like blue hundreds
n*ggas checking like I want 'em
Baby you the only one, n*gga don't tell me that
He said baby you my number one, n*gga don't tell me that
[Hook: $ean Thom]
b*tch don't tell me this, b*tch don't tell me that
b*tch don't tell me this, b*tch don't tell me that
b*tch don't tell me this, b*tch don't tell me that