PORCHY feat. CIANNA BLAZE - THEY DON'T GET IT

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Название:THEY DON'T GET IT
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[Verse 1: Porchy] Yea They don't get it I put my life on my legacy Ice on my neck, no ice on my Hennessy Balenciagas on my feet — ain't cheap That why I get the bag, before I sleep, no chat No snakes in my camp, can't chill with them Can't take man for fool again I spend it all, but its come right back My cash like a Boomerang Now peng tings, wanna cook me paela (yea) When I'm chilling in Venezuela (yea) I know, wicked I flow True soldier no G.I. Joe (pew-pew-pew) Never home, when I'm flipping the stack I go ghost Jet set, there's no tickets for flights, I won't hold I ain't never seen 'em put a pawn into play Still, they wanna "check me" for the corn and fame, nah I ain't never been about that life I did it, I did it, I'm alright I put it, put it, put it on my life Real haters you get boom, bye-bye [Pre-Chorus: Porchy] High when I write these rhymes They wanna say "Hi", they don't really know me Now they want to copy my style I see them try but make it sound weak [Chorus: Porchy] Why they wasting my time so? They don't want me to take control All my life I've made my dough, I made my dough I'll make some more, so why they wasting my time? [Verse 2: Cianna Blaze] They don't get it (yeah) Call me Bruce, I be bringing that Armageddon (uh) That be a promise like call this a fucking wedding (yeah) Know where I been do, I know where I'm fucking heading (ah) They will never have me sweating (no) Jump on a plane, I sustain that I will be vetting I keep it rachid, I catch it, I bring the net in I be the shit and that's what these bitches are smelling (woo) Bring the cold bring the flow in Mic check one, two, bring the show in Keep my shit chill, bring the snow in Keep fly so fly — Boeing (ha) I just wanna cut checks And be a rich girl like Gwen Mastering the paper and the pen I keep my shit hot — cayennem, yeah [Pre-Chorus: Porchy] High when I write these rhymes They wanna say "Hi", they don't really know me (know me) Now they want to copy my style (woo) I see them try but make it sound weak [Chorus: Porchy] Why they wasting my time so? They don't want me to take control All my life I've made my dough I made my dough, I'll make some more So why they wasting my time? [Outro] Why they wasting my time so? So why they wasting my time? Why they wasting my time so?

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