"You Are Not What You Think You Are" lyrics
(feat. 4rAx)
You're shady and I hate you
The Mekanix
You are not what you think you are (Nope), you's a product of these niggas
Makin' you think you got what it takes to be princess (Now)
But you miseducated, been learning the wrong shit
You ain't on the road to success, ho, you own dick
You keep the clubs open, the passenger seat occupied
You only temporary, you'll never be a ride or die
Old school booty call, brand new hooker
Something to fill a curb up, nothin' but wet sugar
My girl? Haha, shit, to you that even sound wrong
You are something to jump up and down on
One of many, a piece, something to pound on
A "thanks I needed that," nothing to stay around long (Get out)
You get a night, you don't even get a weekend
It's the 6 for you and a real quick beatin'
Real niggas never get attached to a ho
'Cause the number one rule is smash and you go
You are not what you think you are
You are not what you think you are
You are not what you think you are
You are not what you think you are (You a bop, bitch)
You are not what you think you are
Look, look, North Hollywood, all these hoes Hollywood
Think she a star but that bitch fresh up out the hood (True story)
In the club, bitch frontin' like she Meagan Good
(But at the same time) Chasing niggas tryna blaze a wood
Look, bitch, you a bird (Bird), fuckin' with a nerd
Tryna come up on a rich nigga bitch get curved (Curved)
We don't we don't fuck with you, get the word
In my Big Sean voice, all these bitches get curved (Ha)
The nerve of this bum ho (The nerve), broke hoes is a no-no (No-no)
But I hit it on the low-low (Ya know)
Back seat of that Panamera four-door (Porsche)
No numbers, no pictures, no photos (No prints)
No IG, Twitter or the Facebook (Uh-uh)
But you can show me how the face look (Woo)
I'm sayin', bitches tryna be the next Kim K, look
I am not Ray J, no sextape juug
You are not what you think you are
You are not what you think you are
You are not what you think you are
You are not what you think you are (You a bop, bitch)
You are not what you think you are
Look, look, I'm Ice JJ Fish in your bitch DM (Wa-ta)
Then I slide up on her quick in a sleek BM'
What the fuck do you expect? That's your fifth BM (Your bitch)
For baby mama drama, she about to leave him
I got a game like a coliseum (Game)
Tell a bitch "cut the check," nigga, not per diem (Still, it's up, ho)
Even your four kids proud to see him (Uncle Yuk)
Tell that square I be killin' this pussy, mausoleum
How can the truth be mean if it's the motherfuckin' truth?
I just tell it like it is, that's what I motherfuckin' do
If I lie to you, I'ma feel faker than you
And honestly, the real truth was way overdue
You mad at me, oh well, deal with it simply
Go and get lied to, and call when you miss me
(You know what, fuck you, nigga)
Now, see, that's the heifer way
You proved everything on your fucked up résumé
You are not what you think you are
You are not what you think you are
You are not what you think you are
You are not what you think you are
You are not what you think you are
You a bop, haha
You a bop, bitch (The Mekanix)
You a bop, ha
That bitch old, way old to play, ah shit, fuck it, hahaha
The Mekanix
You are not what you think you are (Nope), you's a product of these niggas
Makin' you think you got what it takes to be princess (Now)
But you miseducated, been learning the wrong shit
You ain't on the road to success, ho, you own dick
You keep the clubs open, the passenger seat occupied
You only temporary, you'll never be a ride or die
Old school booty call, brand new hooker
Something to fill a curb up, nothin' but wet sugar
My girl? Haha, shit, to you that even sound wrong
You are something to jump up and down on
One of many, a piece, something to pound on
A "thanks I needed that," nothing to stay around long (Get out)
You get a night, you don't even get a weekend
It's the 6 for you and a real quick beatin'
Real niggas never get attached to a ho
'Cause the number one rule is smash and you go
You are not what you think you are
You are not what you think you are
You are not what you think you are
You are not what you think you are (You a bop, bitch)
You are not what you think you are
Look, look, North Hollywood, all these hoes Hollywood
Think she a star but that bitch fresh up out the hood (True story)
In the club, bitch frontin' like she Meagan Good
(But at the same time) Chasing niggas tryna blaze a wood
Look, bitch, you a bird (Bird), fuckin' with a nerd
Tryna come up on a rich nigga bitch get curved (Curved)
We don't we don't fuck with you, get the word
In my Big Sean voice, all these bitches get curved (Ha)
The nerve of this bum ho (The nerve), broke hoes is a no-no (No-no)
But I hit it on the low-low (Ya know)
Back seat of that Panamera four-door (Porsche)
No numbers, no pictures, no photos (No prints)
No IG, Twitter or the Facebook (Uh-uh)
But you can show me how the face look (Woo)
I'm sayin', bitches tryna be the next Kim K, look
I am not Ray J, no sextape juug
You are not what you think you are
You are not what you think you are
You are not what you think you are
You are not what you think you are (You a bop, bitch)
You are not what you think you are
Look, look, I'm Ice JJ Fish in your bitch DM (Wa-ta)
Then I slide up on her quick in a sleek BM'
What the fuck do you expect? That's your fifth BM (Your bitch)
For baby mama drama, she about to leave him
I got a game like a coliseum (Game)
Tell a bitch "cut the check," nigga, not per diem (Still, it's up, ho)
Even your four kids proud to see him (Uncle Yuk)
Tell that square I be killin' this pussy, mausoleum
How can the truth be mean if it's the motherfuckin' truth?
I just tell it like it is, that's what I motherfuckin' do
If I lie to you, I'ma feel faker than you
And honestly, the real truth was way overdue
You mad at me, oh well, deal with it simply
Go and get lied to, and call when you miss me
(You know what, fuck you, nigga)
Now, see, that's the heifer way
You proved everything on your fucked up résumé
You are not what you think you are
You are not what you think you are
You are not what you think you are
You are not what you think you are
You are not what you think you are
You a bop, haha
You a bop, bitch (The Mekanix)
You a bop, ha
That bitch old, way old to play, ah shit, fuck it, hahaha
