Lyrics Y.A.W.I. - Interlude - Anatii

You ain with it.
You ain't What!!!
You ain with it.
You ain't What!!!
You ain with it.
You ain't What!!!
You ain with it.
You ain with it, Man

Yeah, it's Versace on the Linen
And it's Balmain on the Denom
And you know we're in the building
Been blessed, thank god that we keep ascending
Cause Ya'll all the legends
And you know these nigs niggas can't see the vision
And you can't read the paper
When i was 19, I seen my first fucking million
Pay attention, I end the game like it's armagedon
My rolly polaticking, Yours probably ticking
Niggas snitching, We ain't fucking with em
No we ain't fucking with em
And my old hoes
I ain't even starting on my old hoes
And my old hoes
Its a tittie bittie thing, and my mind was photo
You ain with it.
You ain't What!!!
You ain with it.
You ain't What!!!
You ain with it.
You ain't What!!!
You ain with it.
You ain't What!!!
You ain with it.
You ain't What!!!
Now shout out my rivals, that pray for survival (eya ey ey)
They used to be my best friends they thought they was vital
We moving fast than the idol
Damn, we moving fast than the idol
Damn, they don't really like what i do
Damn, All of your style is recycled
Yes, I turned down all the girlz, yeah I'm spiteful...
Yes, we took the AC then we had to fly through... There
And why you drop a nigga way back in highschool...
And everybody liked Anatii, they're now cold...
I made them all them beats, and all of these fine tunes
I on a wave and nigga this is a tight fool
I'm on wave, on a wave
Wanna take the Wraith to Eastern Cape
I do not care what you make
I do not care where you stay
Private flights out to Cape Town
See the look on her face now
Nigga shout my squad
Shout out my hoes
Shout out my chargers on the block,
That never snitched and never told...
I do it for them
Cause they on the way,
They're gonna win
They never claiming shit they're never in