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Uh uh. Not him. Next.
He said "let me take you out," I said "out where?"
He said "anywhere," I said "you ain't got the fare"
Shoes look tired and his story look worse
He got a good heart and an empty purse
Uh uh, I'm not the one to save him
I'm not his mama and I'm not his cable
He text "wyd," I said "not you"
Left him on read with a red-bottom shoe
Is it him? (UH UH!)
Is it him? (UH UH!)
Is it him? (NOT HIM!)
Then who? (ME!)
Uh uh, not him, not him, not him
I'm too fine to be lying to him
Uh uh, not him, not him, not him
Tell his friends and then tell his kin
Uh uh! (Uh uh!) Not him! (Not him!)
Yaya said it, now say it again
He got a Charger and it's charging at the shop
Talking 'bout a plan, but the plan don't stop
I got a donk with a trunk full of speakers
He got a playlist full of other people's features
Uh uh, I don't split the check, I don't split the mood
I don't split my time with a man that's rude
Say it with your chest or don't say it at all
Duval girls don't fall, we don't fall
Is it him? (UH UH!)
Is it him? (UH UH!)
Is it him? (NOT HIM!)
Then who? (ME!)
Uh uh, not him, not him, not him
I'm too fine to be lying to him
Uh uh, not him, not him, not him
Tell his friends and then tell his kin
Uh uh! (Uh uh!) Not him! (Not him!)
Yaya said it, now say it again
One... two... uh uh
Three... four... not him
BRING IT!
Uh uh, not him, not him, not him
I'm too fine to be lying to him
Uh uh, not him, not him, not him
Tell his friends and then tell his kin
Uh uh! (Uh uh!) Not him! (Not him!)
Yaya said it, now say it again
YAYA DUVAL is a virtual artist of the SUPERMASSIVE Verse: a raspy mid-low alto that shouts every line with a heavy Jacksonville drawl and never sings. Crunk revival organ loops, propulsive drums, chant hooks built for a car with the windows down, a candy-paint donk in every video. Loud, funny, mean. AI-performed and disclosed; every song is written and produced in-house.