Don’t Affiliate lyrics

I'm tired man

[Verse 1]
I don’t don’t don’t affiliate

I got a new b*tch, I'm feeling great
I am the best and theres no debate
My style is so wavy, no emulate
Did f*ck all in class, I still graduate
I'm repping the Hills, call me head of state
I'm runnin' these circles, I'm figure eight
They call me the teacher, I educate
I box with no gloves and I'm heavyweight
Muhf*ckin enemy
Smack talkin, heresy
Drinkin' up kerosene
Mob with the YETI team
Smokin on dopamine
You can not f*ck with me
You can not f*ck with me
You cannot... stunt on me
When I'm rolling with the squad we are running deep
Why you lookin' at my b*tch? she a stunning piece
Why you talking all that sh*t when you be under me?
Smoking on strong
Don’t hit my phone, (you cannot f*ck with me)
Unless you is bringing patron
Wearing a tee it is maroon
Run me that chain, it ain't a loan
Huh
Run me that chain, it ain't a loan
f*ck it up, f*ck it up, f*ck it up
f*ck it up, f*ck it up, f*ck it up
f*ck it up, f*ck it up, f*ck it up
Run me that chain, yeah, run me that chain
Run me that chain, run me dat, run me dat, run me dat

(Run me that chain)