Not The One

808 Mafia

Yeah, on gang

Real real shit nigga, yeah, gang gang

I'm not the one, aye

Try me nigga, I'm not the one

I got niggas in the cut that shoot for fun

All my niggas drilling shit, nigga I'm not the one

Nigga, I'm not the one

I'm in the trap with a fucking army gun

I got some youngins that be shooting shit for fun

You try this shit, nigga I am not the one

On gang, I am not the one

It's a no fly zone and I'm strapped up with them drums

I'm gon' shoot the whole thing, nigga I know I'm gon' hit one

I'm gon' say what the fuck I want, nigga I ain't gon' bite my tongue

And I keep that big ass pistol on me, you know how I bong

In the hood with them B-Dogs, I swear the youngins they some runts

I done did so much damn dirt that I can't talk 'bout what I done

I got bitches from the suburbs and I brought them to the slums

I be smoking so much gas that I be fucking up my lungs

I be counting so much money that I'm fucking up my thumb

Niggas think that they so smart but whole time I be playing dumb

Had to slime that pussy nigga, how you trapping with no gun?

Shooting niggas, that's fun, sliming these niggas, that's fun

I got hollows in my drums, racks but no trust funds

Stay with big ass guns, plugged up like Big Pun

Youngins going dumb, deep up in the slums

I'm not the one, aye

Try me nigga, I'm not the one

I got niggas in the cut that shoot for fun

All my niggas drilling shit, nigga I'm not the one

Nigga, I'm not the one

I'm in the trap with a fucking army gun

I got some youngins that be shooting shit for fun

You try this shit, nigga I am not the one