[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
I got cuban links, Santa Ria
In the hood no shirt, no fear
Aaron Hernandez with a verse, no plea deals
Gave your b**h a new purse, new V12
It is trickin' if you're worth more than [?]
n***as snitches screenshot all your emails
Told them people now your hot
All your females, tracking devices on your car, all details
Youngens watching how I get it I delete [?]
I'm in my Bentley in my [?]
Nothing less than a brick but to each his own
Better ask them other n***as this ain't what you want
[Hook: Lil Durk]
Tell me what's it gon' be, this ain't what you want
I call it how I see it, so this ain't what you want
I'm on the road doing shows so well, this ain't what you want
Cause the road you can't go I know, this ain't what you want
I hear them n***as after me, this ain't what you want
And I guarantee this ain't what you want
I'm from the land where ain't no lackin' at, this ain't what you want
I wrap 'em up we get a dark car, this ain't what you want
[Verse 2: French Montana]
Rick the ruler, spent 150 on a bueller
How you gon' rob the robber
How you gonna shoot the shooter
n***as rappin' with a [?]
But them cars no ceilings at
Best front where your k**ers at n***a
LeBron James I ain't Trinidad n***a
Ridin' 300 with my n***a Durk
Coke boy n***as put you in a hearse
Chi town n***as put you on a shirt
NY I'm the one my n***a
You can hate don't frown my n***a
With Donald Trump in the trunk my n***a
Wanna buy a car n***a no lease
Number one hip hop police
Coke boys hotter [?]
[?]
This ain't what you want
I know them streets is watchin'
I'm bumpin' Hov where you from?
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[Hook]
[Verse 3: Lil Durk]
n***as claim that they're after me, but this ain't what they want
Cause I hopped into this industry, this ain't what they want
See this rap sh** ain't sh** to me, this ain't what they want
I got the police all into me, this ain't what they want
In my own city they hate on me, put weight on me
f** TMZ, f** Breaking News and ABC
I can't do no shows cause I terrify my city, they say I terrify my city
n***as get slumped, you're the first to get blamed
A n***a try us, you're the first one to get changed
They say you snitch, tryna put dirt on my name
They rat on me ask is Lil Durk my name (L's)
[Verse 4: Meek Mill]
[?], this ain't what you want
Got k**ers in the back, got hitters in the front
If I tell my n***as wack, then n***as gettin' slugged
You ain't gotta have [?] to get hit with the pump
In my own city they hate on me, put weight on me
Try and snatch my chain, that's breaking news on NBC
f** a famous ho, I wake up be on TMZ
I spent a quarter mill, on my new Rol' that gmt
I got Baguet's on the wrist, flex on your b**h
n***as can't keep up, [?] for your b**h
Baby mama ready, she next in the list
Now time to get the paper, never flex on the strip, word up!
[Hook]