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notice - jarri lyrics

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[intro]
(yeah, yeah)
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(all that sh*t, yes yes, it’s flowing)
(but she ain’t notice)

[chorus]
(yeah, yeah)
no, i ain’t trolling
all my pockets fat, lil’ b*tch, like, have you seen the motion?
b*tch, i got my bag and all my cash, this sh*t stay flowin’
and my hoe don’t give a f*ck
yeah, my lil’ hoe, yeah, she didn’t notice
(but she ain’t notice)

[verse]
i got some more bread
get this sh*t, count up, then i’m gonna flex
i’m ’bout to run up these checks
hoe keep on talking, i don’t got to stress
run up my bands, i’ma count it, like yeah*yeah
i’m ’bout to get to a million
stack this sh*t up to the ceiling
lil’ hoe, you don’t know the feeling (woah, woah)
i’m ’bout to up at the top
lil’ b*tch, i’m ’bout to jump off of the building
my lil’ hoe, she don’t understand
but she wanna f*ck, so i told her “for real then” (she wanna f*ck, f*ck, f*ck)
december night, this sh*t chillin’
matter fact, all this sh*t cold
lil’ n*gga, you not that bold
come in, you don’t got the code
i just be runnin’ these bands, b*tch
hop out the plane, where i land? b*tch (b*tch, b*tch)
that n*gga don’t got no fans, b*tch
i’m ‘bot to shoot at his man
f*cked that lil’ hoe, she can’t stand (yeah)
get all my cash, do a dance (yeah, yeah, yeah)
and i still run up these bands (yeah, yeah, yeah)
[chorus]
(yeah, yeah)
no, i ain’t trolling
all my pockets fat, lil’ b*tch, like, have you seen the motion?
b*tch, i got my bag and all my cash, this sh*t stay flowin’
and my hoe don’t give a f*ck
yeah, my lil’ hoe, yeah, she didn’t notice
(but she ain’t notice)
(yeah, yeah)
no, i ain’t trolling
all my pockets fat, lil’ b*tch, like, have you seen the motion?
b*tch, i got my bag and all my cash, this sh*t stay flowin’
and my hoe don’t give a f*ck
yeah, my lil’ hoe, yeah, she didn’t notice
(but she ain’t notice)

[refrain]
(yeah, yeah)
no, i ain’t trolling
all my pockets fat, lil’ b*tch, like, have you seen the motion?
b*tch, i got my bag and all my cash, this sh*t stay flowin’
and my hoe don’t give a f*ck
yeah, my lil’ hoe, yeah, she didn’t notice
(but she ain’t notice)
i got some more bread
get this sh*t, count up, then i’m gonna flex
i’m ’bout to run up these checks
hoe keep on talking, i don’t got to stress

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