Ain’t Shit

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[Chorus] Oh, this ain't shit Big face Roley on my wrist So you know that money coming in Like oh, this ain't shit Peep game, sis Hella characters, I'm the same bitch Like, oh, this ain't shit Oh, this ain't shit Louis on me, but you know it ain't shit Ho, you ain't shit Peep game, sis Hella characters, I'm feeling like the same bitch Oh, like, ho, this ain't shit [Verse 1] Beautiful view, used to wake up seeing bandos I'm from Detroit, where it's war, wear your camo Get your ammo, you never know what might come your way Gunshots, dead bodies, just another day Now I count big faces and make power plays M.V.P., leave these bitches with a sour face Broke bitch's worst nightmare, niggas' dream wife Even if they knew me, they'd hate, that's what it seem like This a green light, if I say that nigga [?] [?] they gon' do it for a low number Out in Hollywood, but I'll never go Hollywood So I just stuff California in the backwood Perse shopping, I need something that can fit this strap They say I'm rough around the edges, I can never act I had to step up to the late, but I ain't up to bat So if you ain't talking no money, I ain't tryna chat [Chorus] Oh, this ain't shit Big face Roley on my wrist So you know that money coming in Like oh, this ain't shit Peep game, sis Hella characters, I'm the same bitch Like, oh, this ain't shit Oh, this ain't shit Louis on me, but you know it ain't shit Ho, you ain't shit Peep game, sis Hella characters, I'm feeling like the same bitch Oh, like, ho, this ain't shit [Verse 2] I can sacrifice a pound, what it's worth to me I'm not a doctor, but you bitches looking hurt to me Sick now, [?] it's an emergency She tryna kill her baby daddy, 'cause he wershep me Put this beam on your face, like some acney cream Wrist shining, like the Roley put on vaseline Newlyweds, me and that bag just got matching rings The only time you ever flipped was on the trampoline What you know 'bout hitting that road? Freadom on the line Mary J. Blidge you, tell you [?] Lil Jon Trapping in that [?] Red bottoms like I tried to make [?] I'm doing great, even my safe say I need to chill I ain't just tryna pay the bills, I'm tryna touch a bill A bunch of Currys in the gang, everybody skilled Pressing the chefs when you work, you can't miss a meal [Chorus] Oh, this ain't shit Big face Roley on my wrist So you know that money coming in Like oh, this ain't shit Peep game, sis Hella characters, I'm the same bitch Like, oh, this ain't shit Oh, this ain't shit Louis on me, but you know it ain't shit Ho, you ain't shit Peep game, sis Hella characters, I'm feeling like the same bitch Oh, like, ho, this ain't shit
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Credits
- Writers
- Jon C
- Molly Brazy