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Not Like Me Video (MV)




Performed By: Jellyes
Featuring: DON MILLI
Language: English
Length: 2:40
Written by: Trinton Yates, Alex Miller




Jellyes - Not Like Me Lyrics
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[ Featuring DON MILLI ]

Colder than a witches titty in a brass bra
Doing push-ups in the snow
Know I'm a bit witty work my ass off get a bit busy
Then I gun it then I go
You couldn't get with me keep my pack small in a big city
I don't rock with CEOs
Pocket big pennies with no cash on I don't get any
You ain't like me bitch I know
You ain't like me
Keep it high-key
Yeah I run in with my Nike's
Golf cart drop top and I'm hitting ninety
Ninety on the way there
One hundred on the way back
Did it in a year
How many here can say that
We can take it way back
I need a little playback
When Cycles wasn't nothing but some reference tracks
Can't play that
Working 'til the AM just to write a little song
Hurt to hear the hating but it's talking 'til we're gone
You can have opinions I don't wanna hear at all
Keep up don't believe it
I can't see that shit f*ck off
Colder than a witches titty in a brass bra
Doing push-ups in the snow
Know I'm a bit witty work my ass off get a bit busy
Then I gun it then I go
You couldn't get with me keep my pack small in a big city
I don't rock with CEOs
Pocket big pennies with no cash on I don't get any
You ain't like me bitch I know
I really f*cking did now where the f*ck were y'all
Spanish bitches all up in my house they down the hall
Biggest in my city and you know they love my songs
Got the crowd jumping and you know what's going on
You know what's going on doing numbers with my songs
Your bitch is at my show and every song she sing along
Like oooh
Can't keep my eyes off you
Ninety down the highway I can't even think straight
Money on my mind and I'm driving 'til the day breaks
Got nothing but time but that's something that I can't waste
Drip too cold man it's feeling like the ice-age
Colder than a witches titty in a brass bra
Doing push-ups in the snow
Know I'm a bit witty work my ass off get a bit busy
Then I gun it then I go
You couldn't get with me keep my pack small in a big city
I don't rock with CEOs
Pocket big pennies with no cash on I don't get any
You ain't like me bitch I know
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English

Colder than a witches titty in a brass bra
Doing push-ups in the snow
Know I'm a bit witty work my ass off get a bit busy
Then I gun it then I go
You couldn't get with me keep my pack small in a big city
I don't rock with CEOs
Pocket big pennies with no cash on I don't get any
You ain't like me bitch I know
You ain't like me
Keep it high-key
Yeah I run in with my Nike's
Golf cart drop top and I'm hitting ninety
Ninety on the way there
One hundred on the way back
Did it in a year
How many here can say that
We can take it way back
I need a little playback
When Cycles wasn't nothing but some reference tracks
Can't play that
Working 'til the AM just to write a little song
Hurt to hear the hating but it's talking 'til we're gone
You can have opinions I don't wanna hear at all
Keep up don't believe it
I can't see that shit f*ck off
Colder than a witches titty in a brass bra
Doing push-ups in the snow
Know I'm a bit witty work my ass off get a bit busy
Then I gun it then I go
You couldn't get with me keep my pack small in a big city
I don't rock with CEOs
Pocket big pennies with no cash on I don't get any
You ain't like me bitch I know
I really f*cking did now where the f*ck were y'all
Spanish bitches all up in my house they down the hall
Biggest in my city and you know they love my songs
Got the crowd jumping and you know what's going on
You know what's going on doing numbers with my songs
Your bitch is at my show and every song she sing along
Like oooh
Can't keep my eyes off you
Ninety down the highway I can't even think straight
Money on my mind and I'm driving 'til the day breaks
Got nothing but time but that's something that I can't waste
Drip too cold man it's feeling like the ice-age
Colder than a witches titty in a brass bra
Doing push-ups in the snow
Know I'm a bit witty work my ass off get a bit busy
Then I gun it then I go
You couldn't get with me keep my pack small in a big city
I don't rock with CEOs
Pocket big pennies with no cash on I don't get any
You ain't like me bitch I know
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Writer: Trinton Yates, Alex Miller
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