Ain't Us

(Go)

Ain't us
I know exactly why they hating 'cause they ain't us
The way I'm living don't be fun, this shit get dangerous
Runnin' circles 'round his bitch, I broke her ankle
My bitch a fiend, my bitch an addict (Addict, addict, addict, okay)
You is a fan, you a fanatic
I remember back, back in the day, I was broke, I ain't have it
Yeah, Hermès bag, told her she get what she want, told her to grab it
Bitch, I just sit back and laugh 'cause they jokes
Yeah, we knowin' they never gon' have it (Sadly)
I put some ice in my chain, couldn't decide if I wanted a Patek (Woah)
We don't be kickin' with lames
they don't know nothin' about it (Woah)
I switch inside of the Coupe and I paint it all black
Yeah, I bought me the Audi (Woo)
All I did, put a bell on a song
I don't know why they made TikToks about it (Bout it)

Yeah, what's up with you? (Huh) What's up 'bout it?
Yeah, I hope you get the picture (Yeah)
I'm cuttin' ties with all them broke boys, I brought the scissors
You ain't sippin' on this drank I got
ain't sippin' sizzurps (Sippin')
I keep racks in my bag (Woo)
It's fuck you too, fuck what you do, fuck what you have
I pay my assistant to count my money, I don't do math
Ahaha, I laughed (Ha)
How the fuck that dust taste? I left you in the past (Woo)
Yeah, I mix up the Ksubis with the fuckin' Raf (Raf)
My bitch gave me long neck, she a giraffe (Mm)
It's drip or drown, you can't even float, better get you a raft, bitch
With all this bread that's comin' in, I'll make a sandwich (Yeah)
I wake up, take a X, then take a Perc', then lay awake
(Let's go)
I just walked in the building with a turban
I got that money, baby, I deserve it
Everything we do is gettin' so perfect
We up on the charts and it's gettin' 'em nervous
I don't need you if you don't got a purpose
In the cut, my twizzys is some killers
How the hell they still got courage?

Ain't us
I know exactly why they hating 'cause they ain't us
The way I'm living don't be fun, this shit get dangerous
Runnin' circles 'round his bitch, I broke her ankle
My bitch a fiend, my bitch an addict (Addict, addict, addict, okay)
You is a fan, you a fanatic
I remember back, back in the day, I was broke, I ain't have it
Yeah, Hermès bag, told her she get what she want, told her to grab it
Bitch, I just sit back and laugh 'cause they jokes
Yeah, we knowin' they never gon' have it (Sadly)
I put some ice in my chain, couldn't decide if I wanted a Patek (Woah)
We don't be kickin' with lames
they don't know nothin' about it (Woah)
I switch inside of the Coupe and I paint it all black
Yeah, I bought me the Audi (Woo)
All I did, put a bell on a song
I don't know why they made TikToks about it (Bout it)



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