I don't fuck with none of you n I'm on different time (Jay Trench)
I don't fuck with none of you n I'm on different time
I don't fuck with ya ya ya ya yeah
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God
It feel good to be different
Dripped up yeah I set trends
Dipped out with a Mac 11 in the backseat, it's a taxi
It's a pandemic but the wock going for the high they like you you taxing
I got H moving in the backstreet, and I ain't talking bout no vaccine
Got my thot with me finna split open up her legs eat it like it's crabmeat
She want the rock, the xan, the cran for free
I pouring up wock like cranberry
I'm shaking the opps like tamborine
Peel out the skin like tangerine
I just flew out to Santorini
I just flew in on muhfuckin' xans I'm geeked (geeked, yeah)
I can't fuck with none of you n I'm like Trump 'nem
Damn it ain't no boss in 'em, I might just put that dot on them
I pull out in Marni bitch I'm not with Hugo Boss 'nem (yeah)
I'm on a butterfly pill, I just pop pills
I'm on the roxy love how it feel
Wait, she chewing me up yeah just like dates
I'm a rockstar can't go on no date
Fuck a pop star yeah i feel like Drake
Slide on the opps can't make no mistake
I can't decide the glock or the drac
I can't decide the thigh or the face
Damn, so I shoot up the place
I shoot at the muhfuckin' jakes
I barely ate, still poured up a 8
If Faysal say fuck you, you gonna get raped
If Trench don't like you, I might decide to fight you
I might decide to shoot at your wife too
I might decide to shoot at your kids (bitch)
Shoot off they top, and take out the muhfuckin' lid
I'm sippin' drop I feel like a kid
I'm still a lil baby, I need a crib
I'm not your baby, but I got racks on me like Baby
I give 'em hell, call me Hades
I got some racks yeah I been trappin' out daily
I don't fuck with none of you n I'm on different time
I don't fuck with none of you n I'm on different time
I don't fuck with ya ya ya ya yeah
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God
It feel good to be different
Dripped up yeah I set trends
Dipped out with a Mac 11 in the backseat, it's a taxi
It's a pandemic but the wock going for the high they like you you taxing
I got H moving in the backstreet, and I ain't talking bout no vaccine
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God