$NOT
WHO THIS?
[Intro]
Hey, listen

[Chorus: $NOT]
In the front door tryna get inside, I don't know where to go (Yeah)
Hitting my phone up like what we doin', let me know (What we doin?)
Tryna play all these games, I ain't got no space up on my phone
And I'm all by myself 'cause I prefer to be alone (Go)
Got two-hundred on the dash, I'm a go so fast, lil' n***a don't crash
I'm a cash out with all these racks out, I'm a show you what this about
Got a hundred bands in my pocket, I'm a buy these diamonds for all in my mouth
Got two-hundred bands in my pocket, I'm a buy that shit right now for my house
I'm a flex on n***as, I don't give a fuck 'bout that bitch, I'm like who this?
Twenty bands, thirty bands, I'm a walk in the store, I’ma buy all of this shit (Hey)
You a broke n***a, talk like a broke n***a, can't even come inside my whip
Every time that I cry, I'm a count my cash, can't give you all these-

[Verse: DC The Don]
Obviously I keep a cutta
Range Rover keep swervin', 88GLAM, live from the gutta (Hey)
Pull up in that fuckin' Bruce Wayne, yeah, Rush Hour, Chris Tucker
Raf Simon, racks out I'm flooded, I'm feelin' like Quavo with this ice glacier
Bad bitches outside keep sluttin'
I told $NOT to swerve out with the GOATs
I'm a flex up, shit gettin' wrecked up, diamonds too cold they like “Damn, who this?”
Diamonds dancin' now she said she gon' swallow me
Like is that yo' bitch boy, tell the truth, you just mad 'cause yo' bitch keep on followin' me (Yeah)
Like why the fuck she keep on callin'?
Range Rover, keep swervin'
I'm in Canada feelin' like I am a billionaire
And I drop thirty in Amsterdam
Pull up Aventador, I'm tryna sit back
Drank keep on talkin' to me, I just chit-chat
I'm too high in this bitch, now I look like an Alien
Flyin', lil' bitch, bitch, a sport, a Mercedes-Benz
Why in the fuck is your bitch on my page again?
Maybe 'cause I am so loaded and that n***a not, ha, yeah
Who the fuck is this callin' again, they get blocked
[Chorus: $NOT]
In the front door tryna get inside, I don't know where to go (Yeah)
Hitting my phone up like what we doin', let me know (What we doin?)
Tryna play all these games, I ain't got no space up on my phone
And I'm all by myself 'cause I prefer to be alone (Go)
Got two-hundred on the dash, I'm a go so fast, lil' n***a don't crash
I'm a cash out with all these racks out, I'm a show you what this about
Got a hundred bands in my pocket, I'm a buy these diamonds for all in my mouth
Got two-hundred bands in my pocket, I'm a buy that shit right now for my house
I'm a flex on n***as, I don't give a fuck 'bout that bitch, I'm like who this?
Twenty bands, thirty bands, I'm a walk in the store, I’ma buy all of this shit (Hey)
You a broke n***a, talk like a broke n***a, can't even come inside my whip
Every time that I cry, I'm a count my cash, can't give you all these bricks (Hey)