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z-ro - not me lyrics

[intro]
yeah
w+w+w dot “eat my entire d+ck” dot net
that’s where you can reach me, b+tch
look

[pre+chorus]
they don’t know who they f+ckin’ with
i gotta bust it if i up the sh+t
if i say i did it, then i done the sh+t
i say i do, but i don’t love the b+tch, that’s me
[chorus]
i don’t give a f+ck how you feel, that’s me
that ain’t my soldier, that’s me out in the field, that’s me
i ain’t with all the talkin’, i’m gon’ get you k!lled, wow
1 deep entertainment, i can afford the bill

[verse 1]
that hate ain’t workin’ on me, i am still a millionaire
i feel like i’ma get another bag right now, i feel it in the air
foe cut my hair and i make fifty thousand dollars while i’m sittin’ in the chair
and this sh+t i’m smokin’, i promisе, this sh+t i’m smokin’ is that sh+t that’ll get you there
run up on mе then you bad, motherf+cker, i promise, i’m ’bout to slide ya
might f+ck around and go too hard on your b+tch ass, and now i really gotta hide ya
my young n+ggas outta mo city gon’ put you where can’t n0body ever find ya
you lookin’ for me? b+tch, i’m lookin’ dead at you, i’m in front of you and behind ya
i got shooters over here and shooters over there, they shootin’ up everything
meanwhile, i’m in the foreign, man, this b+tch so big, i’m usin’ up every lane
wanna jack me, huh? got a bail on me, if you do, i’ma let it rang
b+tch, i done graduated, i am no longer human, just better than everythang

[verse 2]
it’s 3:30 in the morning right now, but i’ma be in the gym at ten o’clock
street military on my chest and yeezys on my feet, and i will spin the block
i got regular bullets and i got irregular bullets, i don’t know what’s in the glock
i’ve been drinkin’ since i woke up this morning, it’s almost morning again, i ain’t finna stop
shoutout to mo city, texas, i’m talkin’ ’bout [?][2:16], it’s finna pop
yesterday prices are no longer yesterday prices, you f+ckin’ right, it’s a lot
and i was thirsty, so i gave the bartender five hundred dollars just to get a shot
i ain’t sleepin’ on the floor no more, my sh+t big as a middle school, n+gga, this is the top
they be like, “is that the yellow light at the end of s+x and shine?” and i be like, “it’s a watch”
and i ain’t tryna scare n0body, please forgive me, my extended clip is stickin’ out
i’m rich already, i’m just rollin’ with you, i ain’t trippin’ if we hit a l!ck or not
i don’t want the p+ssy, i just want you to get the paper, b+tch, is you with the sh+t or not?
me, i’m really with the sh+t, me, i’ll really get you hit
i hear you talkin’ on the internet, you ain’t a gangster, n+gga, you a b+tch
homie, you probably just mad ’cause you broke, look, i would have given you a brick
i am the mo city don and you are just a p+ssy, i should’ve hit you with the d+ck

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