Not Us (feat. Lil Baby & Peewee Longway)

You feel me? Ayy Seventy-five the whole way, we gon' break it down and sell it I got niggas eatin' trash, really waitin' on me to mail I got, ayy, I got pictures, I got bitches Send my youngin on a mission Oh, that's your cousin? He a witness (Rat) Should've told him mind his business Once he's on the floor we gon' send him to the ceiling Twenty-eight a bow, you can smell it when they seal it Since you niggas cappin', I'ma show you how to peel it Definition of wild nigga, I'm all in the crowd with it Reach for this chain, my nigga lettin' the crowd feel it We 'bout business Throw a couple in his mama, we ain't got feelings My nigga fightin' the feds but he is not finished (At all) I told him take 'em to the door We can't move 'em in the city, I'ma take 'em to the O Told my nigga ain't no favors, you can make them lil' pros Doggy, all I see is red, but we is not Blood We ain't puttin' on your head, that is not us Once my nigga shaved them dreads, he done got one Once my nigga shaved them dreads, he done dropped somethin' The agent like the truck, we crack a nigga like a pint of lean Draco with the monkey nuts'll flip you like a trampoline Kidney full of Maybelline, Amiri drippin', a murder scene Used to cook up that Charlie Sheen, .223 like Alamine Lights out, white chalk, that stick sound like a track hawk Hah, hah, hah, hah, walk up and do face shots Bring the yellow tape out, mash on your tater I put mass all on beta, now I got bags on the equator Orange, purple Laker Five hundred comin', pray to God, hope it make it Just wrapped up five diamonds, hope it's gone, 'cause I'ma take it Mama tell me "Son, every day I hope you make it" Mama tell me "Son, every day I hope you make it" Doggy, all I see is red, but we is not Blood We ain't puttin' on your head, that is not us Once my nigga shaved them dreads, he done got one Once my nigga shaved them dreads, he done dropped somethin' Doggy, all I see is red, but we is not Blood We ain't puttin' on your head, that is not us Once my nigga shaved them dreads, he done got one Once my nigga shaved them dreads, he done dropped somethin' Ayy, where that money at? Pulled up where it's 'posed to be All these bags in the spot but ain't no groceries Ain't put no tints on none of my cars, opps, they know it's me I was raised up by my mom but ain't no ho in me Runnin' out the spot, tear the bush up, comin' down the street Grab the money, leave the weed, they find it, they can keep it Catch a body, you know the code, just keep that shit a secret Swear to God we'll wipe his nose, we ever catch him leaking They hit my right hand with that charge, it left my heart in pieces Flood my right hand with baguettes, I wear the flawless pieces In my bag, I'm talkin' to 'em, it's like I'm really preachin' 'Bout to go and buy a church and make the bros the deacons Doggy, all I see is red, but we is not Blood We ain't puttin' on your head, that is not us Once my nigga shaved them dreads, he done got one Once my nigga shaved them dreads, he done dropped somethin' Doggy, all I see is red, but we is not Blood We ain't puttin' on your head, that is not us Once my nigga shaved them dreads, he done got one Once my nigga shaved them dreads, he done dropped somethin'