No Amiri
Tell em no lil bitch
I don't rock Amiri jeans
I got racks inside my pockets ain't no Chrome Heart on my sleeve
Gettin to this money
I've been acting like a fiend
If a nine to five gon pay me I'm addicted to this green
Ain't no pump fakin
These niggas actors Willow Smith
I don't switch up on no genders I just think your ass a bitch
Yeah they G checkin
But what you check if your ass ain't a G
One foot on the gas I got two fingas deep up in your b
Fake niggas
Fake bitches
That's all cap to me
I put trust inside my tooly
Don't put trust inside these streets
Damn Denver
I like your flow can I please get a feat
Not unless your ass put all ten toes deep up inside these streets
Real steppa
This shit get hot we slide in any weather
Chin checka
Play with the set we aimin at your neck up
Big Peppa
My bitch too fine I know you neva met her
Yeah I'm clever
But ain't shit sweet i'll put you in that dresser
I'm the brown Vince Carter way I'm makin all these threes
I ain't playin with these bitches I'm a dog and I'm a beast
Know they praying for my downfall they gon have to come and see
I've been gaining too much weight because you know I like to eat
I tell em no lil bitch
I don't rock Amiri jeans
I got racks inside my pockets ain't no chrome heart in my sleeve
Gettin to this money
I've been actin like a fiend if a nine to five gon pay I'm addicted to this green
Man they bull shittin
You hit the bowl I keep this wood hittin
Scottie Pippen
Yeah I'm gon ball but I ain't petty pimpin
No simpin
If my bitch cheat I guess she miss her blessin
I ain't trippin
Get on your feet and get to soldier steppin
Only thing I'm chasing after checks I'm gettin to this bag
Family over E I'm tryna give em shit I never had
How I get to be this man I am I get it from my dad
Know I make em salty like they geeked up know they really mad
I tell em no lil bitch
I don't rock Amiri jeans
I got racks inside my pockets I ain't serving on these fiends
Gettin to this money
I'm addicted to this green
When I step up in the building
I'm the realest in the scene
No Amiri
I don't rock Amiri jeans
I got racks inside my pockets ain't no Chrome Heart on my sleeve
Gettin to this money
I've been acting like a fiend
If a nine to five gon pay me I'm addicted to this green
Ain't no pump fakin
These niggas actors Willow Smith
I don't switch up on no genders I just think your ass a bitch
Yeah they G checkin
But what you check if your ass ain't a G
One foot on the gas I got two fingas deep up in your b
Fake niggas
Fake bitches
That's all cap to me
I put trust inside my tooly
Don't put trust inside these streets
Damn Denver
I like your flow can I please get a feat
Not unless your ass put all ten toes deep up inside these streets
Real steppa
This shit get hot we slide in any weather
Chin checka
Play with the set we aimin at your neck up
Big Peppa
My bitch too fine I know you neva met her
Yeah I'm clever
But ain't shit sweet i'll put you in that dresser
I'm the brown Vince Carter way I'm makin all these threes
I ain't playin with these bitches I'm a dog and I'm a beast
Know they praying for my downfall they gon have to come and see
I've been gaining too much weight because you know I like to eat
I tell em no lil bitch
I don't rock Amiri jeans
I got racks inside my pockets ain't no chrome heart in my sleeve
Gettin to this money
I've been actin like a fiend if a nine to five gon pay I'm addicted to this green
Man they bull shittin
You hit the bowl I keep this wood hittin
Scottie Pippen
Yeah I'm gon ball but I ain't petty pimpin
No simpin
If my bitch cheat I guess she miss her blessin
I ain't trippin
Get on your feet and get to soldier steppin
Only thing I'm chasing after checks I'm gettin to this bag
Family over E I'm tryna give em shit I never had
How I get to be this man I am I get it from my dad
Know I make em salty like they geeked up know they really mad
I tell em no lil bitch
I don't rock Amiri jeans
I got racks inside my pockets I ain't serving on these fiends
Gettin to this money
I'm addicted to this green
When I step up in the building
I'm the realest in the scene
No Amiri
Credits
Writer(s): Emilio Uc-tun
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