Letra
Oh, na-nah, yeah
Don't act like you know me, like you know me, na-nah, yeah
I am not your homie, not your
Ooh, na-nah, yeah
Don't act like you know me, like you know me, na-nah, yeah
You don't know me
Oh, yeah
Time is money, so, don't mess with mine
See your man with my girls, and we have a good time
A step back, baby, chit-chat killin' my vibe
Oh-whoa, oh
See, I can't get too much of a good thing
Uh, so I'll be all dressed up in the finest things
Well, please hold your tongue and don't say a damn thing, oh-ooh
See your iPhone camera flashing
Please step back, it's my style you're cramping
You're here for long? Oh, no, I'm just passing
Do you want a drink? No, thanks for asking
Ooh, na-nah, yeah
Don't act like you know me, like you know me, na-nah, yeah
I am not your homie, not your
Ooh, na-nah, yeah
Don't act like you know me, like you know me, na-nah, yeah
You don't know me, oh, yeah
Cruise through life, and I'm feelin' on track
Well, if you can't keep up, then, you better fall back
Uh, 'cause money looks better when I see it all stacked up
Oh-ooh, ooh
See, I can't get too much of a good thing
So I'll be all dressed up in the finest things
Well, please hold your tongue and don't say a damn thing, mm-mm
See your iPhone camera flashing
Please step back, it's my style you're cramping
You're here for long? Oh, no, I'm just passing
Do you want a drink? No, thanks for asking
Na-nah, yeah
Don't act like you know me, like you know me, na-nah, yeah
I am not your homie, not your
Ooh, na-nah, yeah
Don't act like you know me, like you know me, na-nah, yeah
You don't know me, oh, yeah
Ooh, na-nah, yeah
Don't act like you know me, like you know me, na-nah, yeah
I am not your homie, not your
Ooh, na-nah, yeah
Don't act like you know me, like you know me, na-nah, yeah
You don't know me, oh, yeah
Written by: Jax Jones, Phillip Buckle, Tom De Luca