"Not That Person" lyrics

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Ayy)

She want Birkin, yeah
She want Gucci and Chanel, expensive purses, yeah
Just want a nigga treat her well, I'm not that person, nah, nah
And I'm not that person, nah, nah
And she want Fendi
She don't mess with broke boys, she got plenty
Small town girl who fell in love with the city
She fell in love with the city (Yeah)

She don't want no man 'cause she want bands and I'll admit it (I)
I was tryna blow a bag to fuck, but I was tripping (Oh)
Caught inside a trance, I know my last girl in her feelings (Oh nah)
She didn't want no love she just want pearls and True Religion
I ain't tryna be no helping hand 'cause we bump heads, and now I get it (Right)
She don't fully understand me and my lifestyle that I'm living
And my bank account a little bigger, now her insides a little bitter
Ain't no replacing me, that's gon' be hard to do, cause I'm that nigga (Yeah)

She got rich dreams, I got what you need
But nine times out of ten, a nigga probably out your league
Don't know what that means, Alexander McQueen
Flexing for the 'gram, it's never really what it seem

She want Birkin, yeah
She want Gucci and Chanel, expensive purses, yeah
Just want a nigga treat her well, I'm not that person, nah, nah
And I'm not that person, nah, nah
And she want Fendi
She don't mess with broke boys, she got plenty
Small town girl who fell in love with the city
She fell in love with the city (Yeah)

Gotta buy her Dolce & Gabbana just to put up with her drama
Just tryna fuck, I ain't gotta be the one to meet your momma
I spent thirty thousand up in New York City, now you wonder
Why she want to let me do whatever I wanna, yeah
Went to the dealer, cashed out
She missed out, she mad now
She was playing and I moved on, so I think that she sad now
And we don't beef with niggas no more, at this point we laugh now
I'm getting too much cash now
My new bitch is bad now, yeah

She got rich dreams, I got what you need
But nine times out of ten, a nigga probably out your league
Don't know what that means, Alexander McQueen
Flexing for the 'gram, it's never really what it seem

She want Birkin, yeah
She want Gucci and Chanel, expensive purses, yeah
Just want a nigga treat her well, I'm not that person, nah, nah
And I'm not that person, nah, nah
And she want Fendi
She don't mess with broke boys, she got plenty
Small town girl who fell in love with the city
She fell in love with the city (Yeah)