Song: Aint Us
Artist:  Yeat
Year: 2021
Viewed: 17 - Published at: 3 years ago

[Intro]
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[Chorus]
Ain't us
I know exactly why they hating 'cause they ain't us
The way I'm living don't be fun, this shit get dangerous
Runnin' circles 'round his bitch, I broke her ankle
My bitch a fiend, my bitch an addict (Addict, addict, addict, okay)
You is a fan, you a fanatic
I remember back, back in the day, I was broke, I ain't have it
Yeah, Hermès bag, told her she get what she want, told her to grab it
Bitch, I just sit back and laugh 'cause they jokes
Yeah, we knowin' they never gon' have it (Sadly)
I put some ice in my chain, couldn't decide if I wanted a Patek
We don't be kickin' with lames, they don't know nothin' about it
I switch inside of the Coupe and I paint it all black, yeah, I bought me the Audi
All I did, put a bell on a song, I don't know why they made TikToks about it

[Verse]
Yeah, what's up with you? What's up 'bout it?
Yeah, I hope you get the picture
I'm cuttin' ties with all them broke boys, I brought the scissors
You ain't sippin' on this drank I got, ain't sippin' sizzurps
I keep racks in my bag
It's fuck you too, fuck what you do, fuck what you have
I pay my assistant to count my money, I don't do math
Ahaha, I laughed
How the fuck that dust taste? I left you in the past
Yeah, I mix up the Ksubis with the fuckin' Raf
My bitch gave me long neck, she a giraffe
It's drip or drown, you can't even float, better get you a raft, bitch
With all this bread that's comin' in, I'll make a sandwich
I wake up, take a X, then take a Perc', then lay awake
(Let's go)
I just walked in the building with a turban
I got that money, baby, I deserve it
Everything we do is gettin' so perfect
We up on the charts and it's gettin' 'em nervous
I don't need you if you don't got a purpose
In the cut, my twizzys is some killers
How the hell they still got courage?
[Chorus]
Ain't us
I know exactly why they hating 'cause they ain't us
The way I'm living don't be fun, this shit get dangerous
Runnin' circles 'round his bitch, I broke her ankle
My bitch a fiend, my bitch an addict (Addict, addict, addict, okay)
You is a fan, you a fanatic
I remember back, back in the day, I was broke, I ain't have it
Yeah, Hermès bag, told her she get what she want, told her to grab it
Bitch, I just sit back and laugh 'cause they jokes
Yeah, we knowin' they never gon' have it (Sadly)
I put some ice in my chain, couldn't decide if I wanted a Patek
We don't be kickin' with lames, they don't know nothin' about it
I switch inside of the Coupe and I paint it all black, yeah, I bought me the Audi
All I did, put a bell on a song, I don't know why they made TikToks about it

( Yeat )
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