Ain't For Me! Lyrics

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Uh-huh, yeah, uh, uh-huh

Came through with that-

Uh-huh, yeah

I came through with that za, I'm smellin' like gas

I'm in that Rolls, that shit too fast

She said she want a Birkin bag

Uh-huh

If you fuckin' with me, it's extended mags

Expensive taste, I'm poppin' tags

I don't want you back, but shoutout Meg

Uh-huh

Yeah

I guess we on AB3

Long way since Bank Street

I wasn't even rappin', I did two feats

Yeah

That ho said she wanna keep it discreet

But she still want Van Cleef

Bitch, I ain't trickin', you ain't for me, uh

You ain't for me, uh

Fuck that bitch, you ain't for me, uh

Reminiscing on back then, the times with Mia

All that shit had me fucked up, wish I ain't meetcha'

Ion' really give a fuck now, bitch, I'm in a G truck

I ain't really give a fuck now, bitch, I'm an elite, yeah

Ball like I'm in a league, yeah

But y'all don't know what I go through in my dreams, yeah

I came through with that za, I'm smellin' like gas

I'm in that Rolls, that shit too fast

She said she want a Birkin bag

Uh-huh

If you fuckin' with me, it's extended mags

Expensive taste, I'm poppin' tags

I don't want you back, but shoutout Meg

Uh-huh

Uh-huh, yeah

I love you, it'll be okay, I promise

You lied, uh

Yeah