"ArtNotRap" lyrics
(feat. ninexteen)
Swerve the Audi (Hi-Tech, where the fuck we at?)
Bigger body
Serve like volley
Serve like volley (Servin')
Yeah, got them chips (Got 'em)
Nobody with it like us (Nobody with it like... what?)
Yeah, brand-new bitch (Yeah-yeah, yeah)
I love when she showin' me love, yeah
Whose side are you on? Yeah (Whose side?)
Don't hit my phone, yeah (Don't try)
If you gon' complain, yeah (Complain)
I ain't tryna hear none of that (Oh yeah)
That boy keep stealin' my swag (Oh yeah)
I don't want my son back (Yeah)
Take the bop, our force went flat (Yeah, yeah)
All my niggas make art, not rap (Yeah)
Yeah (Woah)
All my niggas make art, not rap (Let's go)
We steppin' on niggas like that (We steppin')
Huh, like that, huh
That sound, I'm taking it back (Woo-woo)
It was ours, you know that's a fact (Yes, sir)
She want that Fendi, that Prada, that bag (Fendi, that Prada, that...)
She want that Fendi, that Prada, that bag (Fendi, that Prada, that bag)
Yeah, my love went (Woah-woah)
Shawty hella miles away (Woah-woah)
Chill with my boy Lars every day
Yeah, it be puttin' a smile on my face (Yeah, yeah)
HeavenTunes on the way (On the way)
Put this shit on your playlist (On the play')
Yeah, it's time to make a name (Make a name)
I need everyone sick to save this (Yeah)
We out to Cali (Cali; woah, woah)
Huh, then we right back to the city
I owe that bitch no apology (Yeah, bitches)
I took a trip, and I'm rockin' that whip, nigga (Oh yeah)
Purple whip, that bitch purple'd her kidneys (Purple whip)
You wan' book me? I'll 'front it back in (Yeah)
Fuck the party, I wanna sip the Henny (Fuck the party)
Not my opp, we gon' never be friends (Woah)
Am I all that they wanna be? (Woah)
She wanna sip the kid, gave her SunnyD (SunnyD)
You got right, two K's, don't thumb with me (Tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh)
Gang just might pull up a hundred, two hundred, three
I just pursue what I wanna be (Slime)
Only wanted the coupe with the bow tie (Yeah)
I'm with slayr, so I brought these flows out (Schyeah)
Only prayin' the one that's the most high (What?)
Art, this not rap, huh, facts (Art, this not rap)
Thumbin' through racks, racks (Thumbin' through racks)
Chop all black, brrat (Chop all black)
Niggas be cap, facts (Niggas be... what?)
Art, this not rap (Art, this not rap)
Bruh ain't never been my slime, why he sayin' that? (Yeah)
I tit-my-tat, I fuck this ho shit, damn, she a cat, huh (Woah)
Swerve the Audi (Swerve; oh my fucking God)
Bigger body (Swerve)
Serve like volley (Serve)
Serve like volley (Servin')
Yeah, got them chips (Got 'em)
Nobody with it like us (Nobody with it like... what?)
Yeah, brand-new bitch (Yeah-yeah, yeah)
I love when she showin' me love, yeah (I love when she showin'...)
Whose side are you on? Yeah (Whose side?)
Don't hit my phone, yeah (Don't try)
If you gon' complain, yeah (Complain)
I ain't tryna hear none of that (Oh yeah)
That boy keep stealin' my swag (Oh yeah)
I don't want my son back (Yeah)
Take the bop, our force went flat (Yeah, yeah)
All my niggas make art, not rap (Yeah)
Bigger body
Serve like volley
Serve like volley (Servin')
Yeah, got them chips (Got 'em)
Nobody with it like us (Nobody with it like... what?)
Yeah, brand-new bitch (Yeah-yeah, yeah)
I love when she showin' me love, yeah
Whose side are you on? Yeah (Whose side?)
Don't hit my phone, yeah (Don't try)
If you gon' complain, yeah (Complain)
I ain't tryna hear none of that (Oh yeah)
That boy keep stealin' my swag (Oh yeah)
I don't want my son back (Yeah)
Take the bop, our force went flat (Yeah, yeah)
All my niggas make art, not rap (Yeah)
Yeah (Woah)
All my niggas make art, not rap (Let's go)
We steppin' on niggas like that (We steppin')
Huh, like that, huh
That sound, I'm taking it back (Woo-woo)
It was ours, you know that's a fact (Yes, sir)
She want that Fendi, that Prada, that bag (Fendi, that Prada, that...)
She want that Fendi, that Prada, that bag (Fendi, that Prada, that bag)
Yeah, my love went (Woah-woah)
Shawty hella miles away (Woah-woah)
Chill with my boy Lars every day
Yeah, it be puttin' a smile on my face (Yeah, yeah)
HeavenTunes on the way (On the way)
Put this shit on your playlist (On the play')
Yeah, it's time to make a name (Make a name)
I need everyone sick to save this (Yeah)
We out to Cali (Cali; woah, woah)
Huh, then we right back to the city
I owe that bitch no apology (Yeah, bitches)
I took a trip, and I'm rockin' that whip, nigga (Oh yeah)
Purple whip, that bitch purple'd her kidneys (Purple whip)
You wan' book me? I'll 'front it back in (Yeah)
Fuck the party, I wanna sip the Henny (Fuck the party)
Not my opp, we gon' never be friends (Woah)
Am I all that they wanna be? (Woah)
She wanna sip the kid, gave her SunnyD (SunnyD)
You got right, two K's, don't thumb with me (Tuh-tuh-tuh-tuh)
Gang just might pull up a hundred, two hundred, three
I just pursue what I wanna be (Slime)
Only wanted the coupe with the bow tie (Yeah)
I'm with slayr, so I brought these flows out (Schyeah)
Only prayin' the one that's the most high (What?)
Art, this not rap, huh, facts (Art, this not rap)
Thumbin' through racks, racks (Thumbin' through racks)
Chop all black, brrat (Chop all black)
Niggas be cap, facts (Niggas be... what?)
Art, this not rap (Art, this not rap)
Bruh ain't never been my slime, why he sayin' that? (Yeah)
I tit-my-tat, I fuck this ho shit, damn, she a cat, huh (Woah)
Swerve the Audi (Swerve; oh my fucking God)
Bigger body (Swerve)
Serve like volley (Serve)
Serve like volley (Servin')
Yeah, got them chips (Got 'em)
Nobody with it like us (Nobody with it like... what?)
Yeah, brand-new bitch (Yeah-yeah, yeah)
I love when she showin' me love, yeah (I love when she showin'...)
Whose side are you on? Yeah (Whose side?)
Don't hit my phone, yeah (Don't try)
If you gon' complain, yeah (Complain)
I ain't tryna hear none of that (Oh yeah)
That boy keep stealin' my swag (Oh yeah)
I don't want my son back (Yeah)
Take the bop, our force went flat (Yeah, yeah)
All my niggas make art, not rap (Yeah)
