Not from Here (feat. Liphemra & Poshgod)

2 am and I had my fun

3 o'clock and I gotta run

4 am and I'm off them drugs

Five dudes pull up, and they ask where I'm from

I can tell that you're not from here

Little boy, get the fuck from here

Empty out your wallets, give me everything you got

And don't say shit, gonna die right here

Pull it up, pull it up

Pull it up, pull it up

Little bitch, pull it up

Pull it up, pull it up

Greystone on a night like this

Club Royal on a night like this

European bitches that be claiming that they models

And I guess they look good, but not like this, ha

Big head, big money, big dick

In my pants, lil ho, lemme do my dance

Fuck a little person, let me try and do impression

I can take his bitch with just one glance

Where ya from boy, you're so ill

On a drink, let's pop this pill

Watch your face fall off for real

Let's leave this place, let me know how you feel

Well, I feelin' like I might score

Take her home, and we fuckin' like dinosaurs

I can go beneath the coochie like a carnival

But I'd rather play it smarter like the Art of War

2 am and I had my fun

3 o'clock and I gotta run

4 am and I'm off them drugs

Five dudes pull up, and they ask where I'm from

I can tell that you're not from here

Little boy, get the fuck from here

Empty out your wallets, give me everything you got

And don't say shit, gonna die right here

Too drunk on a night like this

Too high on a night like this

Vision getting blurry and my face going numb

And I can't walk straight, can't feel my limbs

Everybody in the spot going up

Feeling dizzy and I might throw up

Baby, know that I need to sober up

If I meet her in the bathroom we can hit them bumps

Last dance, let's haul, let's chance

Let's take his folding cash

Let's take his watch and dash

Only care about the money, baby, I ain't gonna smash

Dizzy as vomit, it feeling effects

Stumbling black, I went wobbly steps

Hand in my pocket, a hand on my neck

The pussy ain't free, but I pay for no sex

Out the door and on the floor before I do my thing

Bitch, you know why I go

Lurkin' on the IMB the fix is in

They wan' steal my dough

What you think, that I've been a lick?

I ain't never been a bitch, not a little bit

Street smart, running down with the immigrants

You better shoot me if you wanna get the dividends

Yeah

2 am and I had my fun

3 o'clock and I gotta run

4 am and I'm off them drugs

Five dudes pull up, and they ask where I'm from

I can tell that you're not from here

Little boy, get the fuck from here

Empty out your wallets, give me everything you got

And don't say shit, gonna die right here