HE AIN’T ME

Lyrics

[Intro] (GMB) (GMB) Yeah [Verse 1: OTB Fastlane] Bitch, I'ma dog and you already know that (Aye) I put this dick on your forehead Ran up some gwalla, went straight to Nick, yeah (Aye) I went and bought me a trophy (Aye) Run from me, might die like a moped I'm in the hood like a dope head (Aye) Them niggas, they hatin', they watchin' my pockets But none of them niggas got no bread Big blue with the Wock that's Codeine Got my Glock clutched hard when the door ring (Aye) Pull up in the yum-yum, niggas going dumb-dumb Bank roll taller than Yao Ming (Skrrt-skrrt) She want to fuck 'cause l'm playa She want to fuck 'cause l'm playa Fuck on my bitch, I buss up I got it straight likе hair [Chorus: OTB Fastlane] Cling to my feet, aye Look here, you ain't mе, aye FN on my side, yeah Bang, bang like Chief Keef, aye Yo new nigga can't compete, aye Look here, he ain't me, aye I advise you mind yo business, aye Get yo lil' ass beat [Verse 2: OTB Fastlane] Aye, just bought some new choppers, I'm war ready Watch how you hug me in this Burberry Used to hit jiggs in a black Chevy Been havin' paper since workin' a Blackberry, My nigga, they on dumb shit, aye They just go bang-bang, bang-bang, aye Nigga, you gay like jigga lame How you street, you ain't never sold cocaine? [Verse 2: King Lay] Nigga, you ain't never sold coke You ain't never sold fish, you ain't never sold shit All choppas talk, you ain't never shot a stick I'm looking in your eyes, you ain't never did a hit Show you all my lists, uh Yeah, I got options Ask around town they gon' say I got boxes Which one you working, nigga? Quagen and Wocky Real deal narco, Percie and Roxies, aye You better keep one in the head of the rocket You in violation if you ever gotta cock it Mask on, flying through the hood like a pilot Tinted up, paper plates, old ass Impala Looking for the opposite So we can drop 'em I ain't on IG doing all that talking I'm looking at the background of ya picture, stalking Send my lil' mans to lower him, he gone chalk 'em (Got 'em) Got it Got 'em He got 'em He got 'em [Chorus: OTB Fastlane] Cling to my feet, aye Look here, you ain't me, aye FN on my side, yeah Bang, bang like Chief Keef, aye Yo new nigga can't compete, aye Look here, he ain't me, aye I advise you mind yo business, aye Get yo lil' ass beat