Yeat - Aint Us lyrics

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Ain't us i know exactly why they hating
'cause they ain't us
The way I'm living don't be fun
This shit get dangerous
Runnin' circles 'round his bitch
I broke her ankle
My bitch a fiend, my bitch an addict
(Addict, addict, addict, okay)
You is a fan, you a fanatic
I remember back, back in the
Day, I was broke, i ain't have it
Yeah, Hermès bag, told her she
Get what she want, told her to grab it
Bitch, I just sit back and
Laugh 'cause they jokes
Yeah, we knowin' they never gon' have it
(Sadly) i put some ice in my chain
Couldn't decide if I wanted a Patek
We don't be kickin' with lames
They don't know nothin' about it
I switch inside of the Coupe and
I paint it all black, yeah
I bought me the Audi
All I did, put a bell on a song
I don't know why they made TikToks about it

Yeah, what's up with you? What's up 'bout it?
Yeah, I hope you get the picture
I'm cuttin' ties with all them broke boys
I brought the scissors
You ain't sippin' on this drank I got
Ain't sippin' sizzurps (Still paid)
I keep racks in my bag
It's fuck you too, fuck what you do
Fuck what you have
I pay my assistant to count my money
I don't do math ahaha, I laughed (Huh?)
How the fuck that dust taste? I
Left you in the past (Skrrt)
Yeah, I mix up the Ksubis
With the fuckin' Raf (Raf)
My bitch gave me long neck, she a giraffe
It's drip or drown, you can't even
Float, better get you a raft, bitch
With all this bread that's comin' in
I'll make a sandwich
I wake up, take a X, then take a Perc'
Then lay awake (Let's go)
I just walked in the building with a turban
I got that money, baby, I deserve it
Everything we do is gettin' so perfect
We up on the charts and
It's gettin' 'em nervous
I don't need you if you don't got a purpose
(Ack) in the cut, my twizzys is some killers
(Buh, buh, buh)
How the hell they still got courage?

Ain't us i know exactly why they hating
'cause they ain't us
The way I'm living don't be fun
This shit get dangerous
Runnin' circles 'round his bitch
I broke her ankle
My bitch a fiend, my bitch an addict
(Addict, addict, addict, okay)
You is a fan, you a fanatic
I remember back, back in the
Day, I was broke, i ain't have it
Yeah, Hermès bag, told her she
Get what she want, told her to grab it
Bitch, I just sit back and
Laugh 'cause they jokes
Yeah, we knowin' they never gon' have it
(Sadly) i put some ice in my chain
Couldn't decide if I wanted a Patek
We don't be kickin' with lames
They don't know nothin' about it
I switch inside of the Coupe and
I paint it all black, yeah
I bought me the Audi
All I did, put a bell on a song
I don't know why they made TikToks about it