Lyrics Ain't You - Von

Gea, Sixteen
O-O-O-On the mic explosion with the sound
Hate it when they tell me tone it down
If you didn't bet you know it now
Beat fire bitch I smoked it out
Hybreed take it to you quick
Pressure set in make you take a hit
Hold that, keep it on the low
Give me the green and I go (uh)
In the moment I'm caught zoning but I owned it (yeah)
Flow I cloned it from the potent but you want it (yeah yeah)
So sick rhymes they flow like blood out of my eyes
It's about that time kill 'em the minute I arrive (aye)
Andalé andalé shout out my nigga who do it the proper way
Shout out monopoly bitch I need property
Tell me who stopping me, don't want to talk to me (talk to me)
I been dealing with the problems
Never no stopping, never's no option
There is no caution give you a lot and it's off like an auction (yeah)
Shout out my girl when the pussy be poppin'
Smacking that booty it look like it talkin'
Pressure that killer you know I'm a cough
RIP to the beat I'm a get it a coffin
L-Let me, let me get back on it that's resuscitation
G-Getting bigger call it inflammation

I ride around (round)
You can hear me coming speakers bumping
Zero fucks I'm giving out and I don't worry 'bout nothing going down
Super blasted got another one we rolled up like a magic flying carpet
Take a big hit and the smoke I let it out
But you ain't fucking with it (nah, nah, nah)
They ain't fucking with it
Tell them hoes I put it down
But they ain't fucking with me (nah, nah, nah)
You ain't fucking with me (tell 'em)
When I'm around

You frown now, cutting these corners I'm 'round town (ha)
I'm a pound hound, smoke and then fly on my soundcloud (yeah)
'Til I'm out bounds, I be so high when I'm downtown
On my brown now,
That's my shit and my dutchie, my drink, do I put the crown down
Hell nah that go to the head my nigga fuck with it
You got a handful of problems I got a handful of titties
See that's the difference, what's the business
Pull up run it like fitness, she want to cut up like scissors
I'm a bust like it blisters, that's what it do (do)
Fuck that, my attitude she love that
I'ma add to it like a sub track
If it don't add up I'm a subtract (tract)
Don't get me started, simple like math but I'm super retarded (tarded)
Leave you departed
Cross the abyss and its heavily guarded
Never cross your niggas and your word you should keep
There's enough money out there to get that we all gonna eat
My foot to ground I put it down 'cause I won't stand for the fronting
Made it to airwaves while you hated and I came up from nothing

I ride around (round)
You can hear me coming speakers bumping
Zero fucks I'm giving out and I don't worry 'bout nothing going down
Super blasted got another one we rolled up like a magic flying carpet
Take a big hit and the smoke I let it out
But you ain't fucking with it (nah, nah)
They ain't fucking with it
Tell them hoes I put it down
But they ain't fucking with me (nah, nah)
You ain't fucking with me (tell 'em)
When I'm around