AIN'T FOR IT

(Origami some him paper, yea)

What
Call my phone, I'mma bang
Don't got attention, I'm loose off a plane
Livin' my life like my name's Dr. Strange
Swimming pools I throw up like I'm reppin' a gang
I just pulled up to the flex with some gains
Shoot my 2k, niggas don't got the game
Pass up the sticks alley-oop with the aim
Bang

Aye, I came in the game and I fucked it up (Fucked it up)
Yo, these niggas be talkin' bout hits
I make hooks, you a sucker punch (You a sucker punch)
I be cool in the cut
Alcohol keep me low, now I uppercut (Now I uppercut)
Tryna kick it with me, take a punt of the punch keep ya knuckles up
Wanna ride for the squad, better buckle up
Cut the bread while we drive, got the butter tucked
Bout to bun it up, that's the bubble guts
On my side ain't no lie, when we huddle up
Then we double up, fuck a luck or jugg
See my bro doin' time which equate to bucks
My sister need time just to pay the month
My mom say she fine, ain't no faith to trust
I need paper, I can't compensate with love, nigga

If it ain't about the pay (If it ain't about the pay)
Woo, we ain't for that shit
Nah, we ain't for that shit
Nah, we ain't for that
Fuck a hater gotta say (Fuck a hater gotta say)
Woo, we ignore that bit'
Yea, we ignore that bit'
Yea, we ignore that

Call my phone, I'mma bang
Don't got attention, I'm loose off a plane
Livin' my life like my name's Dr. Strange
Swimming pools I throw up like I'm reppin' a gang
(ORG in my veins)
I just pulled up to the flex with some gains
I just might crystallize all of my chains
I don't have time if you don't have the change
Fuck is you sayin', aye

If it ain't about the pay (If it ain't about the pay)
Woo, we ain't for that shit
Nah, we ain't for that shit
Nah, we ain't for that
Fuck a hater gotta say (Fuck a hater gotta say)
Woo, we ignore that bit'
Yea, we ignore that bit'
Yea

See a nigga from the bush but I'm out in Gaslamp
Still push the gas got me lit like a lamp
So high all I do is uplift (Drift)
Driver outside so I ranch (Dip)
Talk to me nice or don't lip (Zip)
Supplyin' the dope I'm the man (Legit)
Faux niggas can't shoot they shits
Too many signs that they scope through my gram'
All they act like they don't, but they know who I am (Wait)
Sol hit my line, it was the first time
ORG crime on the set (Wait)
Two of my exes came out, swear to God it was a chromosome flex (Wait)
All these promoters be payin' foul
Wild style, never hold the tech
And I ain't talkin' bout no fuckin' Nike nigga
I just want the cash, I don't really do the checks (Nah)
We ain't for it with the wait
Got tired of the rates
Started ours, makin' waves
Bridgeport, switched the lane
Bard College, broke the brakes
House of Blues, whipped the paint
ICD packed the place, SOBs infiltrate
South by to LA, check the resume

If it ain't about the pay (If it ain't about the pay)
Woo, we ain't for that shit
Nah, we ain't for that shit
Nah, we ain't for that
Fuck a hater gotta say (Fuck a hater gotta say)
Woo, we ignore that bit'
Yea, we ignore that bit'
Yea, we ignore that



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