Not Us

(album: Eazy 8 - 2020)

Ay, topside topside
Bitch this gang way too good
Then I be charging top dollars
All these niggas with me dogs
Red-noses, rottweilers
We in benzes not impalas
With these cuban links on collars (ay)
You bring your bitch around the gang, I bring the bop out her
You could bet your life and by the dollar I get top out her
That good pussy on G-O-D get beat up and then rock bottom
Type of nigga that knock her the next fifteen then forgot bout her
That's on the fam, bitch
Mad shit, keep shit mafia
Don't understand how any nigga next to ya won't slide for ya
These rap checks start stomping up, we back with that tilapia
Talk bout that fishscale
Make that foreign fishtale
Ok you say that's wifey, boy we know that bitch well
Lil bro gang got good prices on them pints and blue pills
Tell a broke bitch, oh well
Give no fuck how you feel
Fuck around and take a blank check to lock up new wheels nigga
Bitch don't be dumb
I'm not the 5, 4, 3, 2 or the 1
Bet that bag get dropped off on your top, we a get it done
Bitch don't be dumb
I'm not the 5, 4, 3, 2 or the 1
Bet that bag get dropped off on your top, shit get it done

Suckas salty tryna find out how I got up
Bitch what you should be worrying bout is why you not up
Tell a bop, don't run your mouth just run that guap up
Gang gang too up and ain't a damn thing on top us

We ain't the same, boy you not us
All I did was stay down, I had to run that guap up
All I did was stay down, I had to run that guap up
Stacking put a lotta
Whole lotta comma

Whole lotta comma
Money be the motto
You don't want no problem
Get a nigga lined up
Eating Benni Hana
Nah we ain't pouring lines up
We sipping out the bottle now
We ain't pouring wine up
They came from the dark
Here to fuck a [?]
Gucci on my collar
Fucking up the profit
Seen a matching purse too
She want me to cop it
Baby think she up too
For me then you got it
Plug like the way I'm comin back and finna drop it
Came from the bottom where I'm at and finna rock it
I just put the deal on the optic, finna drop it
I just want the mill, I ain't worried bout what's poppin

Suckas salty tryna find out how I got up
Bitch what you should be worrying bout is why you not up
Tell a bop, don't run your mouth just run that guap up
Gang gang too up and ain't a damn thing on top us
[x2]

We ain't the same, boy you not us
All I did was stay down, I had to run that guap up
All I did was stay down, I had to run that guap up
Stacking put a lotta
Whole lotta comma
[x2]