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I don't worry 'bout you You say you don't fuck with me But my name's on the tip of your tongue (Mhm) And that's on you, baby You, baby I don't think about you Yet I'm in your head rent-free Why's my name on the tip of your tongue? That's on you, baby You-you baby Living in the city 'cause I wanna (Yeah) Tippin many drivers in the city with a hunna (Woo) Quarantine won't stop me in the city I'm a runner (Nah) Shopping with a 5K on the twenty-two when I fly away (Jeez) Peng vapor fly when I zoom Eight figure net if I enter any room Any tune that I'm hoppin' on is gonna Sonic Boom And now my phone is ringin' Hit me out the blue but then I never give an F Black and white, I keep it true, don't try me like a ref (Damn) Mixin' with the cutter in my own kitchen with a chef (Mm) Help so many people that they call me UNICEF All that beggin' for the recipe Son of a man that's been workin' the hardest To passing out the energy, they pissin' on my enemies Letras de cancionesNo stress over here, bossin' in my Moncler, nigga I don't worry 'bout you You say you don't fuck with me (You don't fuck with me) But my name's on the tip of your tongue And that's on you, baby (That's on you, baby) You, baby I don't think about you Yet I'm in your head rent-free Why's my name on the tip of your tongue? (The tip of your tongue) That's on you, baby You-you baby And I'm livin' rent free Big bangers comin' from the ego theory Callin' Charlie just to spend it on his jewelry Now I'm showin' it off 'cause I'm unruly Man's in everything like a neutron And I keep on winnin' even when I do wrong Too strong (Woo) Winnin' with my winners but it's too long Still I come with a drip so fresh that they all wanna tweak Lookin' at a Tory like I paid for the meat Lookin' at the catalogue paid for the beef Lookin' at the analogue paid for the grief I'm a real bad man if you're on the wrong side Got bare space for that piggy back ride If I want it I get it (Yeah) Never regret it (Yeah) If I go dyin', I'm dyin' in credit, ah Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, yeah Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, yeah Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, yeah Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, yeah Mm-mm, yeah (Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, yeah) Yeah, yeah I don't worry 'bout you You say you don't fuck with me (You don't fuck with me, baby) But my name's on the tip of your tongue And that's on you, baby (That's on you, that's on you, baby) You, baby I don't think about you Yet I'm in your head rent-free Why's my name on the tip of your tongue? That's on you, baby (That's on you, that's on you, baby) You-you baby Mm-mm, mm-mm, yeah, ayy Yeah, mm, yeah-ayy Ah-mm Mm-mm-mm From Letras Mania