Aint Doin That

Sheesh

Yo

Yo

Ayy, yeah, ayy

If I ain't rap, yeah, them bricks, I'd be movin' that

And I got yo' bitch on my list, I'm pursuin' that

Playin' with his life like a game, yeah, he losin' that

I could never fail, never fold, I'm not doin' that

Hop in a foreign ass whip and I'm cruisin' fast

Hop in the club with yo' bitch and she shakin' ass

Walk into Neiman's, spend it all then I make it back

Walk in, walk out with them racks, take 'em back

And I got Balenci' as my kicks so I'm lacin' that

Run up on me, he can get deleted, we erasin' that, yeah

Three gram 'Wood, I'm facin' that, yeah

I pop me a shroom bar and now I'm seein' visuals

Posted with pistols and we got additional

I'm treatin' this bitch like she is invisible

Fuck **** try me, leave his condition critical

I don't give a fuck, all my life, I been cynical

Just bein' me, I'm treated like a criminal

Smokin' on some green at the scene, it's medicinal

Online money, ho, this shit digital

Pull up on me, shit can get physical

Ayy, flash, got some money flashin'

Like a cigarette, we gon' ash 'em

I'm stretchin' money, I'm fantastic

I got him shocked, he want no static

Make the bitch flip like gymnastics

I know you not smart, you should not test it

I'm speedin' in a beamer, feelin' too reckless

Goofy ass ****, yeah, now he's tryna diss

**** be mad 'cause they car worth my fit

Half the new wave, I started this shit

Hop in a Tesla, self parkin' that bitch

And I'm in Saks, I walk in that bitch

I walk how I talk, no cap in my shit

Pull out my bag and it's racks in that bitch

Raf Simons and Vivienne Westwood, legit

Some of my ****, they shoot, I admit

Some of my **** they shoot, I admit

Like we posted with trees, we be posted with sticks

And we in the club lit, act a fool in that bitch

Walk in like I'm too cool for this shit

BB belt shinin' like a pool in this bitch