Bullshit - Stro

Yeah, yeah, yeah

P. Soul on the track

I ain’t tryna hear that bullshit

Oh, you spent the bag on the new whip?

You just got a change up and went, now your crew lit?

Finna kill the club when that TMZ news clip

Bodyguards in the entourage on they goon shit

Views lit, but nobody know about your music

Yeah, don’t spit crack but you use it

Huh, when the flash stash, they’ll be useless

Man, shout out your investors

Huh, you ain’t have to drive by yourself in a Tesla

A nigga too extra, need a stylist from the, girl

Who the hell dressed ya?

I see these players on that new stuff (On that new stuff)

I keep the shit groovy like two cuts

Track mean, and they got the lean like a two cuffs (Yeah)

Y’all niggas scared of the truth, put your shoes up

I ain’t tryna hear that bullshit

Shawty, that’s your bro, not your new dick

Seen you in the pic with the clique on some spook shit

Seen you in the video, you was lookin' litty though

Try to hit me with the «Okey-doke», ah

I just want a lil strokey-stroke

You try and get me for the 'Lou, what you think I got?

Verified on the Gram, you got a big ol' spot

Forty-thousand on the Gram, you got a big ol' house

I’ma hold this nigga hand like a big ole spouse

But you was at the homie crib with ya big O’s out

How I know?

Ya home girl got a big ol' mouth

You got too much?

Always gonna check on a best friend boyfriend (She won’t fuck)

In the fast lane, I could never get stuck

Put a thotty over money, nigga, what?

I ain’t tryna hear that bullshit

The man had a tooly on 'em (Tooly on 'em)

The man was a crook, but keep it real

You was scared at how that man look (How that man look)

If for three hunnid years, I been a threat

How a nigga still here ain’t figured out yet?

How people maintained they fresh when they oppressed?

In the nerve to request respect when they address

Black claimin' they blessed, let’s be honest, man

I’m a God, and to you, that’s a problem, man

Coachin', most persuasive

Even if you racist, you cannot escape it

You see it, you gon' tape it

Pull up to a show, when you see who gon' make it (When you see who gon' make it)

Got your baby girl on some backstage shit (On some backstage shit)

And she glad that she came to the show

And told me she ain’t never slept with a nigga before

Hmhm, hmhm

I ain’t tryna hear that bullshit

I ain’t tryna hear that bullshit