Not The Case lyrics

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OTM



[Intro: Duffy]
Good lookin', Zay
I need some cold sh*t for what I'm finna say
I was trippin', but I'm chillin' off this eight
(Coronado on the beat)
The opps mad, they can never catch a break

[Chorus: Duffy]
Think he f*ckin' with me? That is not the case
I don't wanna do no song, bro, I'm straight
Demon time, pitchforks out, n*gga, even if I ate
Your b*tch on me so I put her on some skates, she's a roller

[Verse 1: Duffy]
Couple rappers really in the field, but they older
I had guns I blew a couple times, but I sold 'em
Now I got your addy 'cause I seen when you told her
That snitch sh*t, no, we do not condone it
Yeah, you goin' up with that flow, but you weak 'cause you stole it
I drop and these n*ggas try to clone it
Two brand-new mini Dracs and we tryna unload 'em
Had snakes in the grass, but I mowed it
Seen this weird opp n*gga, told him that my aim was the coldest
That n*gga ain't believe me, so I showed him
Said he had bread, but it's molded, his fate got unfolded
I upped Glock on him for the chili, left him frozen
I'm sorry for my n*ggas, bro, I really can't control 'em
I'm shuttin' down the party if I pull up with my soldiers
A joint, b*tch, I'm chosen, that gun, you don't own it
And stop askin' n*ggas 'bout my price 'cause I rose it, n*gga
[Chorus: Duffy]
Think he f*ckin' with me? That is not the case
I don't wanna do no song, bro, I'm straight
Demon time, pitchforks out, n*gga, even if I ate
Your b*tch on me so I put her in some skates, she's a roller

[Verse 2: Blue Pesos]
The hottest, you ain't notice? n*gga, show me my opponents
Ridin' with your rap friends, just know we kill rollers
Keep her locked up in a cage like Batman, you don't own her
We all equipped with jackhammers, got all our tools pokin'
Don't ask, "What's in my cup?", n*ggas weird, you ain't pour it
All these old-ass n*ggas act like Lamar Odom
I ain't f*ckin' with 'em
Hangin' with the opps, these shots hot, you better duck
All these n*ggas swear they thuggin' 'til we pull up, put them K's on 'em
On white tees, rest in peace, put his face on 'em
Why the f*ck he cuff a roller? Is he stupid? Finna break on her
Mean muggin', let this chop speak 'cause I ain't say nothin'
Forty-yard dash, this the draft, he's a track runner
Drivin' fast, the MAC on us
Didn't want the b*tch, I had to leave her on the back burner
Make your last wish, I hope you live, came with Timmy Turner
All you n*ggas real broke, you never been a money earner
That's just to sum it up
Totin' fat straps up in the back, I make 'em double dutch
Hit a backflip or somethin', spin around with bubble guts
Duffy came with stick on him, a hundred, we got double drums
Dark coupes creepin' on his block, we havin' hella fun
[Chorus: Duffy & Blue Pesos]
Think he f*ckin' with me? That is not the case
I don't wanna do no song (b*tch), bro, I'm straight
Demon time, pitchforks out, n*gga, even if I ate
Your b*tch on me so I put her in some skates, she's a roller

[Outro: Duffy]
But they older, n*gga
Ain't nobody out here, n*gga
Yeah, n*gga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Off The Mussle for the win
You know exactly what's goin' on, n*gga
Think he f*ckin' with me?
That is not the case
Think he f*ckin' with me? That is not the case
I don't wanna do no song, bro, I'm straight
n*gga, like
On me, you n*ggas is not f*ckin' with me
Pitchforks out and all that, n*gga
Yeah, n*gga, I came out with Gervonte Davis, n*gga
b*tch
I don't wanna do no song, bro, I'm straight, n*gga
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