Lyrics
Wrist go up
With a whole bad, different bitch, going uhh
Yeah, know I can't admit I'm off the drugs
Why the fuck you go and mixing all these drugs
Really not enough, don't need love
Been a long time since I fell in love
Know a nigga from the ground, be the slums
Always moving right, no I'm never dumb
Really not the one
Huh? Yeah, I'm really not the one (Huh)
Yeah, I'm really not the one
Are you dumb? Don't play it dumb
I keep a pistol, that's a gun
My gang strapped up, know we did somethin
Ain't stressed, yeah we gettin' some (Huh)
Cannot go sleep, yeah, gang goin' stack up on cheese (Yeah)
Fuck a bitch, trippin
Only worried about the chicken
Go off and handlin' business
She coming off as a mistress
I don't really think she get it
Audemar, copped a Rolex then a Hublot
Fuck a bitch, get her pregnant
I'ma leave the hoe like she Juno
You know? Yeah, you know
Grand coupe, not a two-door
Can't go with one, need a few hoes
Been with many, need a few more
Wrist go up
With a whole bad, different bitch, going uhh
Yeah, know I can't admit I'm off the drugs
Why the fuck you go and mixing all these drugs
Really not enough, don't need love
Been a long time since I fell in love
Know a nigga from the ground, be the slums
Always moving right, no I'm never dumb
Really not the one
Really not the one
Not the one
Really not the one
Not the one
Not the one
Not the one
Turn around, run
I do it for fun