Video Dont Tell Nobody de The Administration Mp 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

The Administration Mp - Dont Tell Nobody Lyrics

[Intro]
(DJ Lil Keem, what up?)
Yeah, yeah
What the fuck these niggas got to say to me now?
I don't give a fuck
I'ma keep countin', nigga (Ooh, ooh, ooh, Carti)
Keep countin', do all this shit all day, nigga
You can hear my jewelry in the motherfuckin' mic
Balenciagas (Balenciagas)
I can't fuck with nobody (Number (N)ine jeans, nigga)
Balenciagas, anybody (Nobody)
Dollars (Uh)
Uh
Who that is? Uh- (Carti)
(Plugg!)
Plug-plug, where you at?
(Pl-) (Pl-)
(DJ Lil Keem, what up?)
(Plugg!)
Yeah, ooh, pipe up, yeah
Ooh, pipe up, pipe up, uh
(Hoodrich)

[Chorus]
Balenciagas, I don't fuck with nobody (Fuck with nobody)
I be in the field ready to pop on anybody (Pop on anybody)
I just wanna bag that, bag that bitch I met at Follies (I met at Follies)
In a foreign drop top movin' with a thotty
Movin' with a thotty tryin' to fuck me for my clouty, uh (With a thotty, thotty, thotty, clouty)
Movin' with a thotty tryin' to fuck me for my clouty, uh (Ayy, what? Clouty)
Bring that ho upstairs, bring that ho upstairs (Damn, ho upstairs)
I brought that ho to the trap but please don't tell nobody (Ho upstairs, ho, don't tell nobody)
Ho, don't tell nobody (Ho, don't tell nobody)
Ho, don't tell nobody (Ho, don't tell nobody)
Bitch, don't tell nobody (Don't tell nobody)
Bitch, don't tell nobody (Bitch, don't tell nobody)
I brought that ho to the trap but please don't tell nobody (Bitch, don't tell nobody)
Ho, don't tell nobody (Tell nobody)
Bitch, don't tell nobody, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy (Tell nobody)
[Verse]
I say fuck the robbin' for this rap shit (Rap shit)
Now I'm in LA fuckin' on a model bitch (Model bitch, model)
Runnin' with the same gang I been runnin' with (Gang)
Designin' and trappin', baby, I'm so addicted
Been on the block, been movin' with it (Block, block, block)
We motivated, motivated, our boys love to kick it
I spent a show on these shoes, boy, I love to kick it
I pay attention, don't pay attention, I'm payin' fuckin' attention
Number (N)ine, fuck the Trues, I'm so fuckin' different (Damn)
I hang with shooters and killers that just got out of prison
Pipe up, pipe up, I got hella bitches, pipe up
Buyin' flights just to see a nigga, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Balenciagas, I don't fuck with nobody (Fuck with nobody)
I be in the field ready to pop on anybody (Pop on anybody)
I just wanna bag that, bag that bitch I met at Follies (I met at Follies)
In a foreign drop top movin' with a thotty
Movin' with a thotty tryin' to fuck me for my clouty (With a thotty, thotty, thotty, clouty)
Movin' with a thotty tryin' to fuck me for my clouty (Ayy, what? Clouty)
Bring that ho upstairs, bring that ho upstairs (Damn, ho upstairs)
I brought that ho to the trap but please don't tell nobody (Ho upstairs, ho, don't tell nobody)
Ho, don't tell nobody (Ho, don't tell nobody)
Ho, don't tell nobody (Ho, don't tell nobody)
Bitch, don't tell nobody (Don't tell nobody)
Bitch, don't tell nobody (Bitch, don't tell nobody)
I brought that ho to the trap but please don't tell nobody (Bitch, don't tell nobody)
Ho, don't tell nobody (Tell nobody)
Bitch, don't tell nobody, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy
(Hoodrich, bitch)
[Outro]
Bitch, don't tell nobody
Bitch, don't tell nobody, baby, oh, don't tell nobody
When I pull up in your hood, boy, don't tell nobody
When I pull up in that Range, bitch, don't tell nobody
I got to do it for my boys, they gon' shoot anybody
They shoot anybody, aim straight first at anybody
I'm off the Percs, I'm off the Xans, I don't feel anybody
Cash Carti, money bags, boy, anybody, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Hoodrich Keem)
Plugg!
Plugg!
Plu-Plugg!