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Dylan Jacob - Bet lyrics

Artist: Dylan Jacob

album: The Suite Life of Dylan Jacob


You bet not say shit
When I go freeze and I light up my wrist
The way that you treat me I do you like this
So next time you see me bitch hop off my drip (Nah nah)
You bet not say shit
When all of your friends tryna hop in my whip
Rolls Royce interior with 1 percent tint
Stars in the roof with a Glock in the fridge
(No no)
You bet not say shit to me
All of our plans and our history, don't mean shit to me
You tryna flex with your next but they are not shit to me no
Cuz that man a bum, he don't got any funds and he sure isn't me hoe
Drip I got too much on me so...
And I know you hate when I floss
Love me down, hate me on top
Run-a-round Rosie be gone,
There's no ring around Rosie no more
And I know you pray that I fumble
Then got in my way and got trucked
Pray on my downfall, you love those
But you're only here when I'm UP
So...
I walk around with a snub nose
Why is there so many blunts rolled?
Cuz my last bitch made me not trust hoes
And all of that put me in crunch mode
I learned to early don't trust none
So I walk around with 1 plus 1
One of my girlfriends got cuffed up
To one of my homies that's fucked up
You bet not say shit
When I go freeze and I light up my wrist
The way that you treat me I do you like this
So next time you see me bitch hop off my drip (Nah nah)
You bet not say shit
When all of your friends tryna hop in my whip
Rolls Royce interior with 1 percent tint
Stars in the roof with a Glock in the fridge
(No no)
You bet not say shit though
Dancing around your intentions I'm not trying to tip toe
Persistent on being attentive to your true potential
Now... I got to stop that shit
All of that caring and loving for those other people made me not monogamous
Now there's more than one
I been on time like a demon but obviously God had sent
Me all these multiple women, my love for all females
I'm just being optimist
I don't wanna make a women do the most
Cuz I don't feel like I should make you show me that I'm loved
(Yeah, Yeah)
You bet not say shit...
When you in your freezer and only got fish sticks
I'm eating lobster this shit taste delicious
None of your dawgs can fuck with my bitches
You bet not say shit
When I see you coming and it make me leave
Dearly beloved, you never loved me
So all that I practice is polygamy
(Yeah, YUH)
You bet not say shit
When I go freeze and I light up my wrist
The way that you treat me I do you like this
So next time you see me bitch hop off my drip (Nah nah)
You bet not say shit
When all of your friends tryna hop in my whip
Rolls Royce interior with 1 percent tint
Stars in the roof with a Glock in the fridge
(No no)

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