Lyrics

[Chorus: AKA] I don't wanna beef, I don't wanna contact I don't want static, I don't want stress 2, 4, 6, that's simple math Give her, her freedom, Uber Black When your bottle is gone (When your bottle is gone) Your mami is telling me "Yes" (Oh oh oh) [Verse 1: AKA] (Yo!) I couldn't even breathe when I pulled up in the parking Everybody was on me, mamis lookin' like zombies 760 was creepin', please don't touch my belongings Homie don't run up on me, askin' when we recordin' Take the elevator to the kitchen I'm so anti-social, keep your distance (Huh) I done crossed off fifty bad bitch on my hitlist 'Cause I'm the realest nigga in existence I swear on my life and the Lord is my witness Flows over hoes, I'm the best in the business Can't lose my control, I'm tryna be a good Christian But I'm rockin' Dior, and Twitter is crucifixion (Woo!) This a shot to your system, shot for your sister Every ten bucks make me richer Add it all up, now we all drunk Who are you to judge my position? I look in the mirror... [Chorus: AKA] I don't wanna beef, I don't wanna contact I don't want static, I don't want stress 2, 4, 6, that's simple math Give her, her freedom, Uber Black When your bottle is gone (When your bottle is gone) Your mami is telling me "Yes" (Oh oh oh) [Verse 2: L-Tido] (Look, ayy) As we continue with the saga It's 16V bitch, did I s-s-s-stutter? (Huh?) May compare to lames, that an easy bet It's like a BMX tryna verse a CLS You pull up on a thot, they denied request I pull up on a thot, then it's Y-E-S (Yes!) I'm from surrounding sec, cause some kinda deep stress But still livin like some nigga with no regrets Struggle is temporary, hustle is necessary Don't talk to me 'bout beef unless it's culinary Gomora's Eazy-E She see the G in me My heart colder than beach water in CPT My nigga, you're a nasty dude Me I'm stackin' tall racks like Nasty do I'm from the bottom, where were you when I was reachin' out? Could never walk in my shoes, these kicks ain't even out [Chorus: AKA] I don't wanna beef, I don't wanna contact I don't want static, I don't want stress 2, 4, 6, that's simple math Give her, her freedom, Uber Black When your bottle is gone (When your bottle is gone) Your mami is telling me "Yes" (Oh oh oh)