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Bj - Worried Bout Nun (feat. Born Alive) Lyrics



Bj - Worried Bout Nun (feat. Born Alive) Lyrics




Ooh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh
Uh, uh, uh, uh

I ain't worried bout nothin, uh
I ain't worried bout nothin, I ain't worried bout nothin
Lil' bitch I ain't worried bout nothin
In the light, yeah, we in the sun

On the porch we smokin' the run
Yolo the motto, yeah, we havin' fun
Yolo the motto, yeah, we havin' fun
Nah, I ain't miss, yeah, we on the run

Yeah, we on the run, yeah, we on the run
I'm stayin strapped, I ain't have a son yet
F*ckin' that bitch by the sunset
I'ma keep goin, ain't done yet

Say, bj, when is you gon' come back
Come back like a three-one lead
Keepin' it P like, f*ck you mean
I'm pourin' the Sprite, I ain't sippin' lean

I feel like a shooter, we stayin' green
I'm gettin' old, man, f*ck the teens
Loyal to the gang f*ck other teams
We never lose, we in the lead

Roll in the wood, we smokin' weed
I get high, I'm findin' peace
Uh, uh, I ain't worried bout nothin
I ain't worried bout nothin, uh

Mama told me to eat my vegetables
Now I got hoes eatin' me like an edible
They sayin, bj, your music relatable
Just tryin' to bother me, my shit respectable

Take care of the pussy like I am a medical
I ain't that nigga, yeah, I'm unforgettable
Get to the money, yeah, this world is spendable
Don't got shit to worry about, I am dependable

Uh, uh, uh, I ain't worried bout shit
Not even a bit, uh
Me and my gang stay lit
Talk to the hoe, bend her ass over

Bitch, I'm lit
Thought she was grappin' on that nine
Bitch was grabbin on my dick

Fine shit on my mind, I can't even keep up with the hoes
Hoes be textin' my phone, do not disturb, you know how it go

Every time I walk out my house, I pick up my pants, I'm totin' that pole
F*ckin' that bitch to the morning, pullin' her neck, I'm takin' her soul
I got an opium bitch, she wearin rick owens, that bitch on go
Got all black on my body, balienciaga, all on my toes

Nigga been poppin' his shit
Tryin' spendin' my money on muh f*ckin' clothes
Bitch on my dick, but a nigga been busy
So I bought her a rose

Pull up on block, bought her a rose
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Ooh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh
Uh, uh, uh, uh

I ain't worried bout nothin, uh
I ain't worried bout nothin, I ain't worried bout nothin
Lil' bitch I ain't worried bout nothin
In the light, yeah, we in the sun

On the porch we smokin' the run
Yolo the motto, yeah, we havin' fun
Yolo the motto, yeah, we havin' fun
Nah, I ain't miss, yeah, we on the run

Yeah, we on the run, yeah, we on the run
I'm stayin strapped, I ain't have a son yet
F*ckin' that bitch by the sunset
I'ma keep goin, ain't done yet

Say, bj, when is you gon' come back
Come back like a three-one lead
Keepin' it P like, f*ck you mean
I'm pourin' the Sprite, I ain't sippin' lean

I feel like a shooter, we stayin' green
I'm gettin' old, man, f*ck the teens
Loyal to the gang f*ck other teams
We never lose, we in the lead

Roll in the wood, we smokin' weed
I get high, I'm findin' peace
Uh, uh, I ain't worried bout nothin
I ain't worried bout nothin, uh

Mama told me to eat my vegetables
Now I got hoes eatin' me like an edible
They sayin, bj, your music relatable
Just tryin' to bother me, my shit respectable

Take care of the pussy like I am a medical
I ain't that nigga, yeah, I'm unforgettable
Get to the money, yeah, this world is spendable
Don't got shit to worry about, I am dependable

Uh, uh, uh, I ain't worried bout shit
Not even a bit, uh
Me and my gang stay lit
Talk to the hoe, bend her ass over

Bitch, I'm lit
Thought she was grappin' on that nine
Bitch was grabbin on my dick

Fine shit on my mind, I can't even keep up with the hoes
Hoes be textin' my phone, do not disturb, you know how it go

Every time I walk out my house, I pick up my pants, I'm totin' that pole
F*ckin' that bitch to the morning, pullin' her neck, I'm takin' her soul
I got an opium bitch, she wearin rick owens, that bitch on go
Got all black on my body, balienciaga, all on my toes

Nigga been poppin' his shit
Tryin' spendin' my money on muh f*ckin' clothes
Bitch on my dick, but a nigga been busy
So I bought her a rose

Pull up on block, bought her a rose
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Writer: BJ Allen
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Language: English
Length: 2:23
Written by: BJ Allen
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