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lirik lagu not worried – b-lovee

[intro]
lowkeymali, what’s the word?
stop it, bruh
grrah, like
i do not wanna— i do not
i wanna tote on this— like

[chorus]
f*ck love, i do not wanna do this
yeah, i’m lovee, i ain’t cupid (i ain’t cupid)
gun on my hip but i’m tryna abuse it (tryna abuse it)
he ain’t go on that drill, he ain’t do it (he ain’t do it)
you said you love me and sh*t, but ain’t prove it
brodie, good with his aim, he improvin’ (he improvin’)
people be changin’ and sh*t, but i knew it (but i knew it)
bro got hit in his brain, now he clueless (now he clueless)
sh*t’ll get better, just put in that work (put in that—)
she make it better, then she make it worse (like, she makе it worse)
i’m like, “whatevеr,” whenever i’m hurt (whenever i’m hurt)
up this beretta put him on a shirt (put him on a shirt)
pour a deuce in the spot, let it work (let it—)
she been drinkin’ all night, let her twerk (let her—)
brodie woke up, she go right through his shirt (right through his shirt)
twelve opps died, i’m like, “who got it worse?” (who got it worse?)

[verse]
we mention rah, ’cause he got it bad (like, what?)
double or nothin’, then i get to the bag (get to the bag)
baby girl, you lookin’ bad (you lookin’—)
let’s do it here, i can’t get to the bed (get to the bed)
.40 on me and it’s one in the head (one in the top)
bullets is flying, then he caught one to the leg (caught one in the—, like)
g pop, we add him on to the deads (g, hah)
p*ssy, n*gga, you heard what i said
i’m not worried ’bout now, ’cause it get better later (uh)
we catch a opp, roll him up with some paper (some paper)
i ain’t duckin’ no smoke, n*gga, i got the laser (i got the laser)
put it right on his back, n*gga, i’m not a chaser (i’m not a chaser)
i’ma hit it and go, baby girl, see you later (like)
gotta get to the door, i can’t f*ck up that paper (can’t f*ck up that—)
i don’t care what he say in his songs, he a faker (a faker)
i can’t wait ’til i see him and sh*t, let it flame him (like)
i’m not new to this sh*t, baby, i’ve been on timin’ (uh)
i might get ap or kb to slime ’em
it’s 150, don’t ask what the time is (don’t ask what the time is)
free all the o’s locked, they got some time in (time in)
she put it right on my lap, get to grindin’ (grindin’)
he talkin’ hot on the ‘net, we gon’ find him (gon’ find him)
once he go down, then this b*tch not rewindin’ (rewindin’)
get what i want, and this sh*t no declinin’ (like)
sh*t’ll get scary, don’t know who to trust (uh*huh)
the voice in my head, it said, “turn ’em to dust” (like)
lotti and notti, they turnin’ to runtz (they turnin’ to runtz)
bullets hit his scolatti and sh*t, now he done (like)
i can’t fold on the team, i’m the one (i’m the one)
if you ask me, n*ggas dumber than dumb (dumber than—)
and i’m smokin’ on dummy, we wipe his nose
if it’s runny, like (if it’s runny, like)
[chorus]
f*ck love, i do not wanna do this (grrah)
yeah, i’m lovee, i ain’t cupid (i ain’t cupid)
gun on my hip but i’m tryna abuse it (tryna abuse it)
he ain’t go on that drill, he ain’t do it (why he ain’t do it?)
you said you love me and sh*t, but ain’t prove it (ain’t prove it, like)
brodie, good with his aim, he improvin’ (he improvin’, like)
people be changin’ and sh*t, but, i knew it (but, i knew it, like)
bro got hit in his brain, now he clueless (now he clueless)
sh*t’ll get better, just put in that work (grrah)
she make it better, then she make it worse (then she make it worse)
i’m like, “whatever,” whenever i’m hurt (whenever i’m hurt)
up this beretta put him on a shirt (put him on a shirt)
pour a deuce in the spot, let it work (let it work)
she been drinkin’ all night, let her twerk (let her twerk)
brodie woke up, she go right through his shirt (right through his shirt)
twelve opps died, i’m like, “who got it worse?” (who got it worse? like)

[outro]
lowkeymali, what’s the word?

- b lovee

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