Not My N*gga (Extended)

Say he like him a thick bitch Like a bitch with her own shit I ain't never been a broke bitch I been having motion, five stars, we toastin' I been on some 304 shit And I like my head slow, sloppy, shaky, leaky It's gettin' loud, gotta take it easy Gushy, soaking, freaky-dicky Got that, no call ID me First, he sent a car to pick me up (then what?) Girl, why that nigga flew me private? (Stop lyin') Hopped off, then he took me shopping Next thing you know, we was layin' on a island (ooh) I froze my neck like winter I'm rich like I'm a Jenner And if you see us out No, he is not my nigga Stayin' with a bitch, say he do it for the kids No, he is not my nigga Posing on the car when he knowin' it ain't his No, he is not my nigga When I'm ridin' that dick, he be sayin' that it's his No, he is not my nigga (ayy) He'll do it for the bros 'fore he do it for his bitch (not, not my nigga) Nigga, I don't wanna hear it, is you rich or not? I never heard a rich nigga say, "That cost a lot" Ayy bae, is you the runner, or you send 'em out? Ayy, is you in the field or is you sittin' out? Real freak, you could eat it through the Fenty This some good-good, that Bobby, that Whitney I don't do Miami 'less you do it like Diddy I don't do dates that's inside of my city And you knowin' I'ma act up, run that motherfuckin' sack up Only thing I'm in is the Benz or the black truck Saw his other bitches, it was really giving lacklust' He miss me, girl, you really was the backup Ooh, know it hurt his pride when I diss him Make him drown in his tears, need a tissue Magazine, I'm a bad lil' issue Only pickin' up on the first when the rent due And I like my head slow, sloppy, shaky, leaky It's gettin' loud, gotta take it easy Gushy, soaking, freaky-dicky Got that, no call ID me Stayin' with a bitch, say he do it for the kids No, he is not my nigga Posing on the car when he knowin' it ain't his No, he is not my nigga When I'm ridin' that dick, he be sayin' that it's his No, he is not my nigga (ayy) He'll do it for the bros 'fore he do it for his bitch (not, not my nigga) I don't need nan nigga in my phone that's cheap I don't even like to talk for free I like a nigga that's gon' tell me where to meet on a flight overseas That'll get a nigga fucked to sleep We ain't fucking no nigga staying with his baby mama Only calling yo' phone when his family sleep We ain't fucking no niggas that be talking like bitches when they mad Them kind of niggas weird to me I'm representing for the real bitches, we ain't doing no bill splitting That shit for them weak bitches I make music for the P bitches and the street bitches Not the ones that be sneak-dissing He is not one of mine Don't ask me, these niggas too pussy happy Stop sending me DMs back-to-back, baby, Cash App me Might be my new dick daddy And I like my head slow, sloppy, disgusting Wet pussy in his face, no cuffin' Ooh, he keep asking, "What are we?", "We nothing" I don't want a lil' boy, no Justin Staying with a bitch, say he do it for the kids No, he is not my nigga Posing on a car when he knowing it ain't his No, he is not my nigga When I'm riding that dick he saying that it's his No, he is not my nigga (ayy) He'll do it for the bros 'fore he do it for his bitch Not-not my nigga