Not Us ft. Lil Baby & Peewee Longway Lyrics

Not Us ft. Lil Baby & Peewee Longway - 42 Dugg

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Seventy-five the whole way, we gon' break it down and sell it

I got niggas eatin' trash, really waitin' on me to mail it

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

Usedd to cook up that Charlie Sheen, .223 like Alamine

Lights out, white chalk, that stick sound like a Trackhawk

Hah, hah, hah, hah, walk up and do face shots

Bring the yellow tape out, mash on your tater

I put bags all on beta, 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 hoe 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'