Not Wit Us

Bitch you know was hannin
Come here get that pussy clappin
Yo nigga made a diss
I ain't even know that he was rappin
She suck me in the car
I think this bitch gone need a napkin
Every time I pull up
All the bad bitches tap in
He say he fuck my bitch
I'm tryna figure out who he talkin bout
He better bring it down
Junebug finna walk em down
He thought he was the joker
That ain't IT
Nigga you a clown
Yo bitch she hate the club
But I'm the reason why she poppin out
She never gave you brain
But I'm the reason why she toping now
You know I keep a strap
I feel like I'm the biggest joc in town
I know you use to rat
I feel like you the biggest cop in town
Ask any hater
They say I'm biggest opp in town
I like my bitches ratchet and I like my bitches classy
Ion got no daughter
Bitch don't call me daddy
I just fucked on two bitches
And them bitches was dancers
Nigga you dont want no smoke
No you dont want no cancer
She say she wanna nigga like me
Guess she don't want nobody
He do it for the internet
That nigga ain't gone touch nobody
I told my nigga he trippin
Cause he always havin hoe problems
Send that bitch back to the streets
These hoes for everybody
Got too many bitches I can pick and chose
Come fw my team you ain't gone ever lose
He said he made a 10 well I got better news
Yo nigga bough you jays you suck me good
I'll buy you Jimmy Choo
Two hoes don't know each other
I Make them bitches kiss
These bitches be like pick me
Phil, who should I pick?
Every hoe I hit I promise I'm on top of they list
She said Shayne you look like money
I told her I woke up like this
I'm bout to kick this hoe out
She keep staring at my wrist
This nigga made me mad again
I had to send the blitz
I knew the nigga was sweet
So shit we had to to hit the lick
They say she the baddest bitch
So shit I had to hit the bitch

Ion care if you fine as fuck
I still don't give af
12 O'clock she ate the dick
I'm still gone buy her lunch
I just dogged the hoe out
And she gone still gone keep in touch
I can show you how to get some Money nigga
But not wit us
They callin me the devil
I keep doin all these stunts
I think I'm getting short
I keep smoking on this runtz
These niggas broke as hell
Somebody give that boy a crutch
I can show you how to get some Money nigga
But not wit us

Junebug he got 2ks
He don't care about yo live
Took the hoe on 2 dates
I dont care if that's yo wife
Told these niggas these hoes for
Why you crying?
I can show you how to get some money nigga
Wipe yo eyes
He say he was a real nigga
It must be a disguise
I ain't even yo nigga bitch
So why the fuck you lying



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Writer(s): Shayne Coleman
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