NOTT lyrics

[Intro: Doe Boy]
It's not like that
Over, n*gga
Doe Beezy
n*ggas not opps (Over, n*gga)
Huh, on everything, these n*ggas not-nots (Over)
Huh, these f*ck n*ggas opps (Oh, really?)
What, yeah (Big Oh Really, nots)

[Chorus: Doe Boy]
n*ggas not opps, n*ggas not flock (Go)
n*ggas not hot, n*ggas not opp (Nots)
n*ggas not trim, n*ggas not them (Go, go)
n*ggas not P, n*ggas not me (Nots)
n*ggas not rich, n*ggas not elite (Go)
n*ggas not slatt, n*ggas not this (Nots)
n*ggas not up (Oh), n*ggas not tough (Go)
n*ggas not icy, n*ggas not like me

[Verse 1: Doe Boy]
n*ggas not like me 'cause n*ggas not pricey
Snipin' n*ggas' hoes, n*ggas better hide wifey (Mwah, come here, baby)
Gave my lawyer a dub, n*gga, I'm fresh out of Right Street
Pockets real thick, no sh*t, it's like how Ice Spice is
Can't walk in my shoes, you can't live how my life is
If she ain't let me hit, broski, perfect, I bet Mike did
b*tch, catch me in traffic, yeah, that's me in that all-white Benz
All they do is type sh*t, Twitter fingers type sh*t
n*ggas not catchin' this (Nots), n*ggas not tough (Nots)
I don't give a f*ck, shot an opp and got drunk (Nots)
n*ggas not this, Beezy got switch (Doe Beezy)
Clout chaser, he ain't drop a diss 'til I got lit (Fool)
n*ggas not him, n*ggas not them (Nossirski)
How he fried and he pulled baddie? Same way Kanye got Kim
Duh, n*gga, I'm him, n*gga, I'm trim (Trim)
Quick to rob a n*gga, I burn bridges, I can swim, n*gga (You think I'm playin'?)
[Chorus: Doe Boy & Key Glock]
n*ggas not opps, n*ggas not flock (Nots)
n*ggas not hot, n*ggas not opp (Yeah)
n*ggas not trim, n*ggas not them (Nots)
n*ggas not P, n*ggas not me (Nossirski)
n*ggas not rich, n*ggas not elite
n*ggas not slatt, n*ggas not this (No)
n*ggas not up (No), n*ggas not tough (No)
n*ggas not icy, n*ggas not like me (Glizzock)

[Verse 2: Key Glock]
These n*ggas not like me, these n*ggas don't like Key
These n*ggas some hoes (Hoes), at the same time be biting (Yeah, yeah)
In my white tee, blue diamonds on my white teeth (Ice, ice)
Money what excites me, I'm geeked up, b*tch, I might be (Yeah)
I made a mill' at nineteen, bag after bag
They like, "Glock, you rich as f*ck now," I came from racks (Yeah)
I used to shoot on Mill Crest, now I don't look at the tag (Uh)
Yeah, I'm that n*gga with them hitters that be all on they ass like back pockets (Yeah)
Got this pretty little b*tch, but she suck it so sloppy
She a ten, on the molly, think she want me to molly whop it
Diamonds on my neck and wrist, fightin' my jeweler, no karate
Tryna beef with Glizzock about a ho, you need to stop it

[Chorus: Doe Boy & Key Glock]
n*ggas not opps (n*gga), n*ggas not flock (f*ck outta here)
n*ggas not hot (Yeah), n*ggas not opp (Yeah)
n*ggas not trim, n*ggas not them (Them)
n*ggas not P, n*ggas not me (Key)
n*ggas not rich (Glock), n*ggas not elite
n*ggas not slatt, n*ggas not this
n*ggas not up, n*ggas not tough
n*ggas not icy, n*ggas not like me (The f*ck?)