Chief Kamachi - Not Me Now lyrics
[Chief Kamachi - Not Me Now lyrics]
Yo, she said she liked shoppin' and coppin'
The glamorous night flashy lights
And bottles poppin' i'ma Underground rapper
My jewels is invisible
You don't like me now
My $5 dollar show life is miserable
You peepin' my sneaks
Caught up in the physical
But, you don't got shit you broke individual
A little switch, some tit's
Head from chemicals blonde weave
Think you white on some subliminal
Talk cute but laced in
Boots and straight criminals
Think you got game, workin' wit somethin'
Eyes all dark from the weed and
The pills you be dumpin'
I'm drivin' thru, sittin' Chili chillin'
I'm frontin' i'm shinin'
This the king the Queens be wantin'
I ain't stuck on no smut
Jawn the block be humpin'
Like fiends on the corner when
The block be jumpin' choosy begger
You could take this dollar nuttin' c'mon
But, you don't know me now
Treat me like I'm some new joe in town
Yo when I blow she gon'
Be the first ho around
Actin' like she know me now
Tryna blow the crown but it ain't gon' down
Ayo she keep her hair in coils
Push weed in foils
Smell like white diamond, cheap Muslim oils
Liquor store logics
Performance in the projects
Lap dance all over the filthiest objects
Think she a cover girl, model the bricks
Nose in the sky
Up and down the block stompin' the strips
Shake and twist to see a
Six or obliterate wrist
I ain't that dude shorty
I'mma leave you bitter in piss
The glamorous night flashy lights
And bottles poppin' i'ma Underground rapper
My jewels is invisible
You don't like me now
My $5 dollar show life is miserable
You peepin' my sneaks
Caught up in the physical
But, you don't got shit you broke individual
A little switch, some tit's
Head from chemicals blonde weave
Think you white on some subliminal
Talk cute but laced in
Boots and straight criminals
Think you got game, workin' wit somethin'
Eyes all dark from the weed and
The pills you be dumpin'
I'm drivin' thru, sittin' Chili chillin'
I'm frontin' i'm shinin'
This the king the Queens be wantin'
I ain't stuck on no smut
Jawn the block be humpin'
Like fiends on the corner when
The block be jumpin' choosy begger
You could take this dollar nuttin' c'mon
But, you don't know me now
Treat me like I'm some new joe in town
Yo when I blow she gon'
Be the first ho around
Actin' like she know me now
Tryna blow the crown but it ain't gon' down
Ayo she keep her hair in coils
Push weed in foils
Smell like white diamond, cheap Muslim oils
Liquor store logics
Performance in the projects
Lap dance all over the filthiest objects
Think she a cover girl, model the bricks
Nose in the sky
Up and down the block stompin' the strips
Shake and twist to see a
Six or obliterate wrist
I ain't that dude shorty
I'mma leave you bitter in piss