"Not In You" lyrics
(feat. TTA Yai)
[TTA Yai:]
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Niggas doing hits to say they
Niggas doing hits to say they
That shit is not in you
Shit is not in you
Niggas doing hits to say they shot, that shit is not in you
See 'em on they shit, shut down the block, I bet we act a fool
Fuck a bop, ain't got no love for thots, these bitches pick and choose
Catch a opp, then go and switch the car, these niggas be confused
Hit the cut all black on wit' a mask, they be like "who is dude?"
You ain't tryna get up on his ass, then what you wanna do?
See 'em, he say we gon' bang it out and he ain't een shoot
[?] ain't gangsta, he be braggin' 'bout some shit he never do
Nigga leave his gun up in the car, bet he don't make it there
You postin' pictures out there wit' the opps, then we gon' take it there
Let you know we fucked up every block, you better stay aware
We bendin' blocks, don't duck shit but the cops, four Glocks and Drac in here
All these hoes in love wit' TTA, we walk in, bitches stare
In a party, blicky super tucked, can't see it [?]
Niggas lyin', say they on they block, we pull up, no one there
Go to parties, see a wrong face and he get left in there
All my niggas be standin' on business, they know we don't play
Don't give no fuck, like bitch it's fuck yo feelings, [?] in our way
I just popped a [?] it help me concentrate
Screaming "fuck the opps" we get the drop, we comin' right away (Wa, Wa, Wa, Wa)
[Screwly G:]
Screamin' "fuck the opps" we get the drop, we comin' right away
Niggas quick up on they feet, we hit the cut, they jumped the gate
Niggas never on they block, I'm tryna raise the murder rate
I just popped a perc, it's time to lurk, I know where lil folks say
We was 'pose to shoot it out, he seen me, went the other way
And we done fucked up every block wit' switches and two different dracs
Niggas talk that gangsta shit for bitches, they know we don't play
We clap 'em for that dissin' catch one slippin' put one in a grave
We just hit a opp block over west but it weren't no one there
Catch you wit' them niggas, get to blickin' tell 'em stay aware
STK stepped in the party, all the bitches stop and stare
Catch the wrong face inside this bitch, her he get left in here
Heard he left his gun inside his car, lil Yai gon' beat 'em there
He posted wit' them niggas when we spin then we gon' leave him there
My bitch is super freaky, when we fuck, she told me pull her hair
Catch 'em at the station, hit 'em up for tryna post right there
Catch one on they block, he left his Glock, I bet we bust a U
Niggas out here rappin' 'bout some shit that they ain't never do
Four niggas on that hit, don't know who shot him, we had got confused
Hit they block and then we send some shots, they be like "who is dude?"
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Niggas doing hits to say they
Niggas doing hits to say they
That shit is not in you
Shit is not in you
Niggas doing hits to say they shot, that shit is not in you
See 'em on they shit, shut down the block, I bet we act a fool
Fuck a bop, ain't got no love for thots, these bitches pick and choose
Catch a opp, then go and switch the car, these niggas be confused
Hit the cut all black on wit' a mask, they be like "who is dude?"
You ain't tryna get up on his ass, then what you wanna do?
See 'em, he say we gon' bang it out and he ain't een shoot
[?] ain't gangsta, he be braggin' 'bout some shit he never do
Nigga leave his gun up in the car, bet he don't make it there
You postin' pictures out there wit' the opps, then we gon' take it there
Let you know we fucked up every block, you better stay aware
We bendin' blocks, don't duck shit but the cops, four Glocks and Drac in here
All these hoes in love wit' TTA, we walk in, bitches stare
In a party, blicky super tucked, can't see it [?]
Niggas lyin', say they on they block, we pull up, no one there
Go to parties, see a wrong face and he get left in there
All my niggas be standin' on business, they know we don't play
Don't give no fuck, like bitch it's fuck yo feelings, [?] in our way
I just popped a [?] it help me concentrate
Screaming "fuck the opps" we get the drop, we comin' right away (Wa, Wa, Wa, Wa)
[Screwly G:]
Screamin' "fuck the opps" we get the drop, we comin' right away
Niggas quick up on they feet, we hit the cut, they jumped the gate
Niggas never on they block, I'm tryna raise the murder rate
I just popped a perc, it's time to lurk, I know where lil folks say
We was 'pose to shoot it out, he seen me, went the other way
And we done fucked up every block wit' switches and two different dracs
Niggas talk that gangsta shit for bitches, they know we don't play
We clap 'em for that dissin' catch one slippin' put one in a grave
We just hit a opp block over west but it weren't no one there
Catch you wit' them niggas, get to blickin' tell 'em stay aware
STK stepped in the party, all the bitches stop and stare
Catch the wrong face inside this bitch, her he get left in here
Heard he left his gun inside his car, lil Yai gon' beat 'em there
He posted wit' them niggas when we spin then we gon' leave him there
My bitch is super freaky, when we fuck, she told me pull her hair
Catch 'em at the station, hit 'em up for tryna post right there
Catch one on they block, he left his Glock, I bet we bust a U
Niggas out here rappin' 'bout some shit that they ain't never do
Four niggas on that hit, don't know who shot him, we had got confused
Hit they block and then we send some shots, they be like "who is dude?"
