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Not Us


Franchise, Franchise
(Kid Wond3r, you made this?)
Franchise, Franchise

Them niggas that be gossiping and broke, they is not us
Leave your Trackhawk around gang, it's gon' be our truck
It's so many bad bitches on me, I ain't even got one
I'm shooting with this Glock, flip the switch, and it'll act up
On the FaceTime with Snow, he got about eighty on his neck
Fuck your PPP, I got a real check
You the one that think you hard, we ain't play the song yet
I swear to God these niggas weak, I ain't cutting on shit
AMG hard top just for when a nigga chilling
I knew way before the news, shit, that's 'cause my niggas did it
If you fuck with 'em, duck with 'em when this choppa's spitting
I swear to God, my first deal gon' be ten to twenty million
I got a rich nigga appetite, I be eating lavish
Twelve hundred for these shorts, I don't care, I gotta have 'em
Three hundred dollar steak, it feel like I'm eating fashion
Three hundred dollar steak, I'm gon' treat it like a salad
Take a sip, then I feel good
You know you can't afford to move
I send them hitters, it won't look good
My niggas who stay loyal, that's the one's I'm proud of
Shit, my nigga say I'm tripping, put that nigga in a 'Wood
Brodie nodded off, I think the aliens done took him
Niggas out here fake sipping, this ain't nothing to be proud of
I ain't have to pay a dollar, they gonna do it off of [?]
FN Five-seveN, shit, it look like a toy gun
My house so big, I could fit a whole community
Swear to God, I've been getting so much money, it's like it's two of me
I be seeing through all that fake shit, they just some wannabes
I promise I'ma do it like I'm Future, boy, you Jodeci
Let's talk pints, name a young nigga who drink more than me
I heard your man stood on the stand like a spelling bee
I promise my outfit ain't from here, it's from overseas
I been told her to leave me alone, she still calling me
I been getting money for so long, it ain't new to me
I swear to God, she love my cologne, she all over me
I'm all hit, you gon' need a bag for a verse from me
I love that Wock', I just lick all on her, she so good to me

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