TOKYO’S REVENGE – DON’T! Lyrics

[TOKYO’S REVENGE – DON’T! Lyrics]

We got sticks, don’t worry about me (On God)
I just bought a Hellcat, brand-new SRT (Uh, yeah)
With a beam, yuh, ridin’ with a beam (Aw yeah)
Halloween Coupe, engine start
Make them b!tches scream, yeah

Aye, I’ll text you when I’m off the jet, I gotta go (Yeah)
I love this feeling, that’s why there’s hearts on my clothes (Uh)
Wish I could tell you I feel something, but I won’t (Sorry)
Wish I could tell you that I love you, but I don’t (Let’s go!)

Uh-uh, I do better off alone (I do better)
Uh-uh, why you keep callin’ my phone? (Yeah, yeah)
Uh-uh, Rest In Peace to those who fold (Yeah)
Wish I could tell you I feel something, but I don’t

(Huh) I keep going up
Yuh, okay, I just took this Molly, now I’m throwing up (Yeah)
Yuh, okay, why you all on IG, posin’ with them guns? (Yeah)
Yuh, okay, when we know you cap, you ain’t gon’ shoot none

I just went dummy again (Huh)
Daytona up on the hand (Yuh)
What’s in my cup? That sh!t red
She want to cuff but I’m f*cking her friend, yeah (Ha)
She keep my d!ck in her mouth
When she answer the phone for her boyfriend, he mad, aye
You n!gga* off them meds (Yeah, yeah)
You n!gga* f*ck with feds (Yeah, let’s go, let’s go)

Hit em’ with a gat, put em’ in a pack, aye
Walkin’ with a bag got a n!gga mad, aye
You n!gga* trying to brag, drive a minivan, aye
I feel like 50 Cent, you a “Many Man,” aye
Hittin’ that boy flow but I do it better
She dropped the top like my roof in good weather
He b-b-b-buggin’, I’m tr-tr-tr-trippin’
b!tch, I make him stutter with B-B-Beretta

We got sticks, don’t worry about me (On God)
I just bought a Hellcat, brand-new SRT (Uh, yeah)
With a beam, yuh, ridin’ with a beam (Aw yeah)
Halloween Coupe, engine start
Make them b!tches scream, yeah

Aye, I’ll text you when I’m off the jet, I gotta go (Yeah)
I love this feeling, that’s why there’s hearts on my clothes (Uh)
Wish I could tell you I feel something, but I won’t (Sorry)
Wish I could tell you that I love you, but I don’t (Let’s go!)

Uh-uh, I do better off alone (I do better)
Uh-uh, why you keep callin’ my phone? (Yeah, yeah)
Uh-uh, Rest In Peace to those who fold (Yeah)
Wish I could tell you I feel something, but I don’t

I’ll text you when I’m off the jet, I gotta go
I love this feeling, that’s why there’s hearts on my clothes
Wish I could tell you I feel something, but I won’t (Sorry)
Wish I could tell you that I love you, but I don’t (Let’s go!)

Uh-uh, I do better off alone (I do better)
Uh-uh, why you keep callin’ my phone? (Yeah, yeah)
Uh-uh, Rest In Peace to those who fold (Yeah)
Wish I could tell you I feel something, but I don’t