เนื้อเพลง Do Not Disturb - YG

Go back to my old ho, that's a no-no
Broke b*tch only want promo
F*cked around that's why I'm solo
So b*tch don't call me no more

I used to go soft on a ho now I'm hard on a ho
F*ck all of that sweet sh*t
I used to go soft on a ho now I'm hard on a ho
F*ck all of that sweet sh*t

Go back to my old ho, that's a no-no
Broke b*tch only want promo
F*cked around that's why I'm solo
So b*tch don't call me no more

Dumb freak b*tch always want free sh*t
And then clothes, rockin' that cheap sh*t
I used to go soft on a ho now I'm hard on a ho
F*ck all of that sweet sh*t
My freaks upgraded since I got poppin'
B*tch I got poppin' and now I got options
And since you left me b*tch you got nothin'
Just a broke p*ssy that keeps on f*ckin'
How a broke b*tch gon' try to tell me somethin'?
You a joke b*tch just keep on sl*ttin'
Thot b*tch, thot b*tch, thot b*tch
That p*ssy get pound, trending topic

Go back to my old ho, that's a no-no
Broke b*tch only want promo
F*cked around that's why I'm solo
So b*tch don't call me no more

I used to go soft on a ho now I'm hard on a ho
F*ck all of that sweet sh*t
I used to go soft on a ho now I'm hard on a ho
F*ck all of that sweet sh*t

I used to go soft now I'm hard
YG can't rap b*tch I got bars
I'm a rich n*gga swipe the credit card

F*ckin' with a stripper she a star, aye
Forward progress I don't backtrack
That's my old life, audible I'm past that
Fashion Nova paid you racks you tryna be seen in that
And plus I heard my rapper friend be beatin' that
You a ho no-no, you all cap like my 4Hunnid logo
Hard bottoms, white socks that my mojo
You f*ck n*ggas wearing Team Jordans and Polo (Ew)
I ain't change my number you just blocked
B*tch you ain't Chaka Khan stop actin' shocked
I'm actin' brand new, like my watch
She said, "Please take me back"
Please b*tch, you's a bop!

Go back to my old ho, that's a no-no
Broke b*tch only want promo
F*cked around that's why I'm solo
So b*tch don't call me no more

I used to go soft on a ho now I'm hard on a ho
F*ck all of that sweet sh*t
I used to go soft on a ho now I'm hard on a ho
F*ck all of that sweet sh*t

Shake ya ass, watch yourself
B*tch you're doing to much please stop yourself
I put you back in the game, I took you off the shelf
You doing Molly every night, b*tch watch your health
Yeah, look around the room I f*ck every b*tch in it
If it smell bad then my tongues not in it
Tequila and powder 'til she says let's hit it
She chokes on my d*ck, all my windows tinted
She had a 21 waist she models VS
Her diet is, sniff more and eat less
She said she only f*cked five guys, BS
You ain't gotta lie to me, please speak less
E-40 gave me a Sick Wid It medallion
You need a verse, I'll tax you one hundred fifty thousand
Foraza Italian, that's 600 stallions
F*ck with you new sh*t or YG's first album

Go back to my old ho, that's a no-no
Broke b*tch only want promo
F*cked around that's why I'm solo
So b*tch don't call me no more