D.G.I.F.U. (别搞砸了) (Explicit) - Chris Brown (克里斯·布朗)/Tyga/Pusha T Ya'll know me the still same OG young T-Y-G Hated on by most these niggas But I still keep shittin' on niggas lowkey I don't f**k with you to the third degree I keep a G DMV you owe a three Schemin' on the low tryna make a ni**a profitly All I do is get money f**k and sleep I should run for mayor Been runnin' sh*t you barely maintain your b**ch No this ain't no let's say regular degular sh*t Break a neck on some Busta sh*t Souls of Mischief aww sh*t I be on til infinity
Don't predict b**ch what I'm gonna do Cause chances are I've outdone you And most of my so called enemies Spit your game talk your sh*t Grab your gat call your clique Ball so hard I don't need the assist I'm the best so I keep saying that sh*t Ni**a you should too If you knew what this game'll do to you Look at b******t that I've been through This the drive through and sh*t on you Don't get it f**ked up Yesterday I was the freshest ni**a in America I swear to God I ain't lyin' bruh I ain't lyin' bruh In America Don't get it f**ked up Niggas talkin' bout oh sh*t I pull up they like oh sh*t Now look whose talkin' b**ch Now look whose talkin' b**ch yeah Don't get it f**ked up
I do this sh*t for my I do this sh*t for my
Do this sh*t for my loved ones Don't get it f**ked up
I do this sh*t for my I do this sh*t for my I don't trust niggas I only trust funds ni**a Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got somethin' to say But nothin' comes out when they move they lips This extended clip will make Buddha sh*t Shawty comin' and pullin' up with them hooter tips Never use a ni**a but she abuse the dick I lick the p**sy let it air dry We in a boat ni**a right off the coast European or Caribbean I'm sweatin' out my hair dye So don't get it f**ked up I got a handful of matches f**kin' with a bad b**ch All my niggas is savages better loc up Damn it's a tragedy all of these casualties Metal through his body ni**a check his anatomy oh sh*t Why you pillow talkin' that's ho sh*t Ni**a you a geek still talkin' 'bout me f**king yo' b**ch I can't lie can't lie I got a bunch of bad hoes and a wife on the side I believe I can fly I'm the sh*t now Wanna be like Mike when I die Step right up can't name any ni**a that can f**k with us I'mma bring the pain we gon' be the game-changers All in your face I'm bustin' nuts Don't get it f**ked up Yesterday I was the freshest ni**a in America I swear to God I ain't lyin' bruh I ain't lyin' bruh In America Don't get it f**ked up Niggas talkin' bout oh sh*t I pull up they like oh sh*t Now look whose talkin' b**ch Now look whose talkin' b**ch yeah Don't get it f**ked up
I do this sh*t for my I do this sh*t for my
Do this sh*t for my loved ones Don't get it f**ked up
I do this sh*t for my I do this sh*t for my I don't trust niggas I only trust funds ni**a Did ya'll think I would let my dough freeze Ho please Better bow down on both knees Who you think taught you to throw P's Who you think taught you to rap keys Dress Dries Phillip Limb SLP's Like Snoop D-O-double G Ni**a murda was the case so motherf**k the police Ya'll niggas soft like Emojis with the heart eyes Ya'll part skies ya'll cloud killas We aimin' niggas my soul is blacker than apartheid We coupe niggas you niggas riding four doors Like Uber ni**a we pilin' all of your whores On the canopy my stamina be Enough for Pamela Anderson Lee My Katy Perry ain't afraid to carry That sh*t you sniff Taylor Swift Niggas talk yet it remains a myth I never seen it they only dream it They rap about it do interviews With they toy cars and they little jewels Don't get it f**ked up Yesterday I was the freshest ni**a in America I swear to God I ain't lyin' bruh I ain't lyin' bruh In America Don't get it f**ked up Niggas talkin' bout oh sh*t I pull up they like oh sh*t Now look whose talkin' b**ch Now look whose talkin' b**ch yeah Don't get it f**ked up
I do this sh*t for my I do this sh*t for my
Do this sh*t for my loved ones Don't get it f**ked up
I do this sh*t for my I do this sh*t for my I don't trust niggas I only trust funds
