SiR, Ty Dolla $ign - IGNORANT (Lyrics)

SiR, Ty Dolla $ign - IGNORANT (Lyrics) Subscribe here: Follow us on Spotify: Stream: ➡️ Join Our Discord: ➥ Become a fan of Rap City: ➥ SiR: @inglewoodsir Subscribe now 🔔 ✗ 📲 Connect with me: ✗ Submit & Contact 🔻 📧: aron@ #SiR #TyDollaSign #IGNORANT #rap #city 🎵 Lyrics: World get on my nerves, man, this shit just don’t excite me Swervin’ off the curb, bendin’ corners ain’t exciting Pussy on my phone, man, this shit just don’t excite me Out here on my own, ain’t too many others like me [Verse 1: SiR] Ayy (Ayy), ayy I might pop a clip (Ayy) Funny how it hit (Hit) I ain’t talkin’ shit (No, no) Fuck the politics (Fuck the politics) I am not a bitch (No, no, no, no, no) Got a ’bout it bitch (Got a ’bout it bitch) She ain’t ’bout her shit Hey, I might blow a bag (Yeah) On some ignorant shit I don’t pay no rent (Nah) Funny how it hit I ain’t talkin’ shit Feel like Richie Rich Y’all keep doin’ looks I got money on the books [Pre-Chorus: SiR] Can’t believe the shit that I see (Oh-oh) Five hundred degrees, still feelin’ the breeze (Oh-oh) She do what she please, keep her off the leash (Yeah, yeah) But I love the fact she keep comin’ back, we so ignorant [Chorus: SiR] Wo-wo-wo-world get on my nerves, man, this shit just don’t excite me Swervin’ off the curb, bendin’ corners ain’t exciting Pussy on my phone, man, this shit just don’t excite me Out here on my own, ain’t too many others like me World get on my nerves, man, this shit just don’t excite me Swervin’ off the curb, bendin’ corners ain’t exciting Pussy on my phone, man, this shit just don’t excite me Out here on my own, ain’t too many others like me [Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign] No-no-not like me Been doin’ this, still hot like me Turn everything to a bop like me SiR told me, “Stop“, so I pop my piece, tell Top I need my swap, ayy ’64 Chevy, no top, ayy Ride through the city with a badass bitch, extendo in my Glock, ayy Solo and dolo, the day I did Marni, I used to be Polo Clutchin’ my piece when a fan want a photo Paranoia like it’s Two thousand one-four Older I get, more I look like my uncle Screamin’, “Free TC“ that’s tatted on my knuckles Free Brittney Griner, they held her in Russia I smoke every day, so that could’ve been me though Meanwhile, they killin’ these innocent people [Pre-Chorus: SiR] Can’t believe the shit that I see (Oh-oh) Five hundred degrees, still feelin’ the breeze (Oh-oh) She do what she please, keep her off the leash (Yeah, yeah) But I love the fact she keep comin’ back, we so ignorant [Chorus: SiR] Wo-wo-wo-world get on my nerves, man, this shit just don’t excite me Swervin’ off the curb, bendin’ corners ain’t exciting Pussy on my phone, man, this shit just don’t excite me Out here on my own, ain’t too many others like me World get on my nerves, man, this shit just don’t excite me Swervin’ off the curb, bendin’ corners ain’t exciting Pussy on my phone, man, this shit just don’t excite me Out here on my own, ain’t too many others like me