[Lyric] Ain’t Me (K Pi$tol)

I know a nigga who broke & he cool with it
He Ain't me
Draped in designer got something to do with me
It ain't cheap
Cheapest thing on me my socks & they 250
He can't be
Nothing like I'm the one & the only
Tracy


Yeezy boots on these ain't no butters
Im the type
To wear moncler in the summer
Im the type of nigga
Pull her hair when i fuck her
You da type of nigga
She go out & you bug her

Huh
Niggas be goofy as hell
Cash only this ain't no chanel
I bought this shirt when it wasn't on sale
I bought 10 ps & thеy came in the mail
I'm in the fiеld with my watch on Odell
All of my pockets is fat like trell
All of my bitches is bad as hell
All of my niggas get bags as well
Huh
Ran through a 10 way to fast
If you see me flexin a roll it's a new bag
Think she the shit with her new ass
Used to post in the hallway
Like a school pass

Don't temp my lil bro he a shoot dat
These real diamonds they came with the screw backs
Boy you say you about it then prove that
I ain't nothing like them don't do that

I got a check & I blew that
Spent a cool 5 on a crew neck
She gave me head like a durag
Then tried to kiss me
I'm like where they do that

You got exotics hell yeah i could move that
Man in my city
I thought that you knew dat
Slide through the V
Tints darker than me
& i hardly could see
Got the police too mad
Got the police too mad huh

Tell me you ain't got a bag
Why you worried about mine
He part of my clique
I make sure that he fine
You ain't trying to cop
Then stop wasting my time
I hit a few 8s
But i only wife dimes

On bro
Free all my niggas
Got jammed by them folks
Bando got 8
& i told him keep hope
My little one straight
Cause his daddy ain't broke
Some say I'm a sheep
& some say I'm a goat

Beat from the back
She say damn you a pro
Been waiting to crack
So i put on a show
Ran up my sack
& i threw out my golds
Next time I'm a flood em'
Plain jane getting old
Member them days
Used to post by the store
Like what you need
I got nicks for the 4
Fucked that little check off
On codeine & clothes
Then ran it back up
Off one little pro

I got to stay on my toes
Like I'm short
Backwood so big
Got to spark with a torch
Boy broke his leg
Trying to jump off the porch
Once you marry the streets
It's so hard to divorce

Over slept off the drank
Almost missed court
I don't hate on no man
I'm a good sport
I'm just saying you broke
You a real dork
Catching plays everyday
Like I'm 6'4

I know a nigga who broke & he cool with it
He Ain't me
Draped in designer got something to do with me
It ain't cheap
Cheapest thing on me my socks & they 250
He can't be
Nothing like I'm the one & the only
Tracy