This Ain't That

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Better listen closely, ayy, shoot a pussy nigga acting nosy
 Yeah, t's just Big 14 and Lil Mosey, yeah
 Fuck that ho, you treat her like a trophy, huh
 Nigga's be talkin' shit but they ain't with that shit for real
 Fuck nigga talkin' shit then he gon' get his ass killed
 Fuck nigga talkin' shit then he gon' get his ass spilled
 You ain't really real, you ain't with that shit for real
 Nigga this ain't that for real, this ain't that for real
 You's a bitch, you's a lame nigga, this ain't that for real
 You's a bitch, you should quit
 Nigga this ain't that for real
 This ain't that for real, this ain't that for real
 No legit, you's a bitch, nigga, this ain't that for real
 Uno with the pick, nigga, this ain't that for real
 I'm a fucking walking lick, but nigga this ain't that for real
 Yeah, yeah
 Shoot him with this choppa make his body dance, uh
 Choppa get to bussin', do the runnin' man, uh
 Would of threw a party, I ain't got no friends, uh
 All my niggas brothers and that's to the end, uh
 Would of used a Glock but I used the F&N
 Shooting .223's, you a dead man, uh
 Typical to shoot, at your head man
 Where the fuck you 'posed to keep a head band
 Like you been broke, but we balling the way
 That we shooting (What we shooting)
 I got rings, I got rings, bitch not like Melo
 Bitch I'm with the slimes, Donatello, uh
 Lemme eat that kitty, baby hello
 Nigga's be talkin' shit but they ain't with that shit for real
 Fuck nigga talkin' shit then he gon' get his ass killed
 Fuck nigga talkin' shit then he gon' get his ass spilled
 You ain't really real, you ain't with that shit for real
 Nigga this ain't that for real, this ain't that for real
 You's a bitch, you's a lame nigga, this ain't that for real
 You's a bitch, you should quit
 Nigga this ain't that for real
 This ain't that for real, this ain't that for real
 I'm with 14, we gon' fucking smoke an OG
 This big loud, it's some gas, got me choking
 Walking through my city, shaking bullets off me
 Know my riches cause these bitches always flexin'
 You ain't with us as I can tell, bougie hot as hell
 Thinking about buying a well and a new crib
 For my momma, uh always pull up with some drums
 But nigga I'm riding with gunners (Boom)
 I'm just wondering what Kari would do
 Beatin' his case, so I got him a Juul
 Niggas was slatt down, we ain't doing no acting
 Slide down 'less you have it, we still causing havoc
 We ride with the gang, no I don't wanna be friends
 I turn a five to a ten, money, I'm throwing a band
 Backwoods, I'm smoking the gas, I'm finna fuck her and pass
 Skrrt skrrt I hop in the wraith
 When I'm running from 12 and I'm doing the dash
 Ooh, dripping like water
 And she wanna fuck with money up on her
 Nigga's be talkin' shit but they ain't with that shit for real
 Fuck nigga talkin' shit then he gon' get his ass killed
 Fuck nigga talkin' shit then he gon' get his ass spilled
 You ain't really real, you ain't with that shit for real
 Nigga this ain't that for real, this ain't that for real
 You's a bitch, you's a lame nigga, this ain't that for real
 You's a bitch, you should quit
 Nigga this ain't that for real
 This ain't that for real, this ain't that for real
 

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Duration
03:27
Key
4
Tempo
76 BPM

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