Dis Ain’t What You Want (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
I got cuban links, Santa Ria
In the hood no shirt, no fear
Aaron Hernandez with a verse, no plea deals
Gave your b*tch a new purse, new V12
It is trickin' if you're worth more than Sprewell
n*ggas snitches screenshot all your emails
Told them people now your hot
All your females, tracking devices on your car, all details
Youngens watching how I get it I delete em
I'm in my Bentley in my fitted lotta jewelry on
Nothing less than a brick but to each his own
Better ask them other n*ggas this ain't what you want

[Hook: Lil Durk]
Tell me what's it gon' be, this ain't what you want
I call it how I see it, so this ain't what you want
I'm on the road doing shows so well, this ain't what you want
I'm on the road you can't go I know, this ain't what you want
I hear them n*ggas after me, but this ain't what you want
And I guarantee this ain't what you want
I'm from the land where ain't no lackin' at, this ain't what you want
I wrap 'em up, we get 'em done cause, this ain't what you want

[Verse 2: French Montana]
Rick the Ruler, spent 150 on a bueller
How you gon' rob the robber?
How you gon' shoot the shooter?
n*ggas rappin' where the millions at n*gga
But them cars no ceilings at
Best front where your killers at n*gga
LeBron James, I ain't Trinidad, n*gga
Ridin' 300 with my n*gga Durk
Coke boy n*ggas put you in a hearse
Chi-Town n*ggas put you on a shirt
NY I'm the one my n*gga
You can hate, don't frown, my n*gga
With Donald Trump in the trunk, my n*gga
Wanna buy a car n*gga no lease
Number one hip hop police
Coke Boys hottest in the whole east
Smash out like four weeks
This ain't what you want
I know them streets is watchin'
I'm bumpin' Hov where you from?
[Hook: Lil Durk]
Tell me what's it gon' be, this ain't what you want
I call it how I see it, so this ain't what you want
I'm on the road doing shows so well, this ain't what you want
I'm on the road you can't go I know, this ain't what you want
I hear them n*ggas after me, but this ain't what you want
And I guarantee this ain't what you want
I'm from the land where ain't no lackin' at, this ain't what you want
I wrap 'em up, we get 'em done cause, this ain't what you want

[Verse 3: Lil Durk]
n*ggas claim that they're after me, but this ain't what they want
Cause I hopped into this industry, this ain't what they want
See this rap sh*t ain't sh*t to me, this ain't what they want
I got the police all into me, this ain't what they want
In my own city they hate on me, put weight on me
f*ck TMZ, f*ck Breaking News and ABC
I can't do no shows cause I terrify my city
They say I terrify my city
n*ggas get slumped, you're the first to get blamed
A n*gga try us, you're the first one to get changed
They say you snitch, tryna put dirt on my name
They ride on me, ask is Lil Durk my name (L's)

[Verse 4: Meek Mill]
Ladders on deck, this ain't what you want
Got killers in the back, got hitters in the front
If I tell my n*ggas wack, then n*ggas gettin' slugged
You ain't gotta have asthma to get hit with the pump
In my own city they hate on me, put weight on me
Try and snatch my chain, that's breaking news on NBC
f*ck a famous ho, I wake up, be on TMZ
I spent a quarter mill, on my new Rol', that GMT
I got Piguet’s on the wrist, flex on your b*tch
n*ggas can't keep up, send a jet for your b*tch
Baby mama ready, she next on the list
And I vowed to get the paper, never flex on the strip, word up!
[Hook: Lil Durk]
Tell me what's it gon' be, this ain't what you want
I call it how I see it, so this ain't what you want
I'm on the road doing shows so well, this ain't what you want
I'm on the road you can't go I know, this ain't what you want
I hear them n*ggas after me, but this ain't what you want
And I guarantee this ain't what you want
I'm from the land where ain't no lackin' at, this ain't what you want
I wrap 'em up, we get 'em done cause, this ain't what you want