Anti Social

I don't wanna be yo man I don't fuck with niggas, I don't wanna shake yo hand You be lyin' in your nah, nah, nah, nah Oh nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, yeah Yeah, yeah, ay Yeah, yeah Oh nah, nah, nah, nah, nah Oh nah, nah, nah, nah, nah And I don't wanna be yo man I don't fuck with niggas, I don't wanna shake yo hand You be lyin' in yo' music, I don't wanna be yo' fan Glock hold thirty I give a nigga ten Two flights a day I be gone now Barely drive, all my cars sit at home now Three whips, three chains and they bust down RBE, SOB bitch we up now Yeah what's up with all these niggas waveridin' And I'm only up in guns so you can't fight it Niggas tryna find themselves and they can't find it Nigga give my dick back no you can't ride it 4-5 and it ain't silent They be flexin' for the social so it ain't private It be shit I wanna say but I can't type it But these shells hit his chest 'til his heart silent Nigga, yeah Keep your mouth closed All these diamonds in my mouth can't keep my mouth closed All these chains layin' 'round got my house froze And my TV's hella big that was house goals Made two hundred thousand that's before the deal Had to put your name on it so you know it's real And my loaf hella big, I can't fold it still Don't make a diss, send shots so I know it's real I don't wanna be yo man I don't fuck with niggas, I don't wanna shake yo hand You be lyin' in your music, I don't wanna be yo' fan Glock hold thirty I give a nigga ten And I don't wanna be yo man I don't fuck with niggas, I don't wanna shake yo hand You be lyin' in your music, I don't wanna be yo' fan This Glock hold thirty I give a nigga ten Big Glock, long clips, but they all props You just talkin' on them songs those are not shots We ain't talkin' on the net, we are not cops Niggas love shootin' clouds are not opps A lot of niggas want me gone I ain't worried 'bout it If your Glock hold thirty shoot the Curry out it You ain't playing by the rules, nigga learn about it Opp niggas pullin' skits I ain't heard about it What your hand out for? I ain't shakin' that I could sit on my ass and still make rack Them opinions in your song, niggas state a fact If there's money to be made, I ain't taken' that Bitch you a chicken head now you in a snack All a bitch get is dick, I won't get attached If you thuggin' in that field, nigga get a strap That's how niggas lose they life and don't get it back, bitch I don't wanna be yo man I don't fuck with niggas, I don't wanna shake yo hand You be lyin' in your music, I don't wanna be yo' fan Glock hold thirty, I give a nigga ten And I don't wanna be yo man I don't fuck with niggas, I don't wanna shake yo hand You be lyin' in your music, I don't wanna be yo' fan This Glock hold thirty, I give a nigga ten