Lyrics

Intro: (Kevin Gates talking in deep, melodic tone, setting the vibe.)

(Kevin Gates:)
I done told ya, I don’t do no savin’…
She for the streets, I’m for the paper, and that’s where we different.
Get ya mind right, lil' homie.

(Beat drops: Slow, eerie bass line, hi-hats rolling.)

Verse 1: (Kevin Gates melodic but aggressive delivery.)

Smokin’ spliffs, countin’ money, I’m with hitters, droppin’ fifties (Hunnids!)
Took a loss but I bounced back, that lil’ money don’t offend me (Nah!)
I don’t even know how the night went, woke up, new city (Where we at?!)
If he talkin’ down, I’ma spin back, leave it empty (Bow! Bow!)

I can’t let no feelings in, I just let them racks talk (Racks!)
Told lil' baby grab her things, go ahead, don’t need no sad talk (Move!)
She said, “Why you treat me different?” I said, “Baby, that’s the plan” (It is!)
I ain’t never need a leash, I just let a dog expand (Go!)

Big racks, bankrolls, had to get it out the dirt (Woo!)
I been solo for a minute, now I’m livin’ like I’m Kurt (Okay!)
Told my partners, “Stay in motion, stack that paper, stay alert” (Stay up!)
I can’t let no goofy take me out, I put that on my shirt (On me!)

Hook: (Kevin Gates chant-style, hypnotic and raw.)

You can’t change her, nah, she gon’ be a stranger (She gone!)
Tryna cuff her, you just played, like a gamer (Like a fool!)
Try to tame her, you just another lamer (Sad case!)
Ain’t no claimin’, you can’t even blame her (Naw, naw!)

(Adlib: “She ain’t yours, she ain’t mine, she for everybody!”)

She don’t love you, she just love them racks (Yeah!)
You spent a bag, but she ain’t spend it back (Dummy!)
She get ghost, you won’t even get a text (She gone!)
Now you stressin’, but she layin’ on my chest (Ha!)

Verse 2: (Gates energy goes UP, beat switches to more bounce, deeper bass.)

Oooooo, you irrelevant (Huh?!), she gon’ move just like the president (Big racks!)
You be blowin’ up her phone, I be stackin’ benjamins (Stack!)
Got my mind up on these millions, I can’t let no feelings in (Nah!)
If she choose, I let her choose, I don’t trip, that’s how it is (Facts!)

She be watchin’, while she choosin’, that’s embarrassing (Shame!)
Told her slide, she said, "Boy, you so intelligent" (I know!)
Told her “I don’t chase, I just let ‘em in” (Facts!)
Say she down to ride, I said “Bet it then” (Okay!)

Bridge: (Kevin Gates melodic humming, slow fade into deep talk.)

"Lil' homie, let me tell you somethin’..."
"If she for the streets, don’t try to bring her home..."
"That’s how you end up lookin’ foolish..."
"Boss up, stay up, and stack yo' paper.

Hook: (Repetitive, heavy energy, straight GATES.)

You can’t change her, nah, she gon’ be a stranger (She gone!)
Tryna cuff her, you just played, like a gamer (Like a fool!)
Try to tame her, you just another lamer (Sad case!)
Ain’t no claimin’, you can’t even blame her (Naw, naw!)

(Adlib: “She ain’t yours, she ain’t mine, she for everybody!”)

She don’t love you, she just love them racks (Yeah!)
You spent a bag, but she ain