Ain't No
Ain't no 22
Ain't no 23, (Yeah)
Ain't no... (Inaudible)
Ain't no 21, bitch this 22
Ain't no 21, bitch this 22
(Skert, Skert, Skert, Skert)
This that Travis James shit
Make the wrong move and get your fucking brain split
I know some real niggas that'll never, never, quit
This ain't 21, bitch this 22
This ain't 21, bitch this 22
This ain't 21, bitch this 22
Young 22 love grippin' automatics
This ain't 21, bitch this 22
And this ain't 21, bitch this 22
And this ain't 21, bitch this 22
Young 22 love grippin' automatics
These niggas be talking like they really with it, these niggas ain't with it, them niggas they pussies
22 niggas messed up like monkeys the city we runnin'
You niggas ain't got it, you niggas ain't poppin'
I'm finna hit em with a rocket
Pussy ass niggas talkin' shit, he on that molly
All them niggas frontin' they ain't never caught a body
Travis James Entertainment, send your bitch a molly
Caught 'em off and open shells with his fucking lip up
Niggas hate the kid, 'cause I'm fucking all they hoes
All them pussy niggas, they deserve to be exposed
Pull up on your block then let down the windows
Click-Clack; And I'm out the window
22
This ain't 21, bitch this 22
This ain't 21, bitch this 22
This ain't 21, bitch this 22
Young 22 love grippin' automatics
This ain't 21, bitch this 22
And this ain't 21, bitch this 22
And this ain't 21, bitch this 22
Young 22 love grippin' automatics
Look, look, look, look
Them hammers'll get 'em, the faster we clip 'em
I'm strapped up like the navy
You a scared nigga, and you softer than a baby
Travis James shit, bitch we finna run the nation
And jack you out your cut, bitch you don't get no pay-check
I'll take ten grams then I stretch it like it's latex
I be in the system, where niggas be killin' and robbin'
Shot that nigga with the pistol 'cause the bitch tried to rob me
Put that on my mama, I ain't never been a bitch
If you rob me and succeed then I gotta take my lick
And I be in the trenches, I'm juggin off that sticky
40 got a extensions, when I up it ain't no missin'
I be in the trenches, juggin off that sticky
This ain't 21, bitch this 22
This ain't 21, bitch this 22
This ain't 21, bitch this 22
Young 22 love grippin' automatics
This ain't 21, bitch this 22
And this ain't 21, bitch this 22
And this ain't 21, bitch this 22
Young 22 love grippin' automatics
Ain't this ain't 21, bitch
Bitch, this 22
Move that dope like it's food
Nigga I'm a fool
Ain't no 21, bitch
Ain't no 21, bitch
Ain't no 21, bitch
This 22
Ain't no 23, (Yeah)
Ain't no... (Inaudible)
Ain't no 21, bitch this 22
Ain't no 21, bitch this 22
(Skert, Skert, Skert, Skert)
This that Travis James shit
Make the wrong move and get your fucking brain split
I know some real niggas that'll never, never, quit
This ain't 21, bitch this 22
This ain't 21, bitch this 22
This ain't 21, bitch this 22
Young 22 love grippin' automatics
This ain't 21, bitch this 22
And this ain't 21, bitch this 22
And this ain't 21, bitch this 22
Young 22 love grippin' automatics
These niggas be talking like they really with it, these niggas ain't with it, them niggas they pussies
22 niggas messed up like monkeys the city we runnin'
You niggas ain't got it, you niggas ain't poppin'
I'm finna hit em with a rocket
Pussy ass niggas talkin' shit, he on that molly
All them niggas frontin' they ain't never caught a body
Travis James Entertainment, send your bitch a molly
Caught 'em off and open shells with his fucking lip up
Niggas hate the kid, 'cause I'm fucking all they hoes
All them pussy niggas, they deserve to be exposed
Pull up on your block then let down the windows
Click-Clack; And I'm out the window
22
This ain't 21, bitch this 22
This ain't 21, bitch this 22
This ain't 21, bitch this 22
Young 22 love grippin' automatics
This ain't 21, bitch this 22
And this ain't 21, bitch this 22
And this ain't 21, bitch this 22
Young 22 love grippin' automatics
Look, look, look, look
Them hammers'll get 'em, the faster we clip 'em
I'm strapped up like the navy
You a scared nigga, and you softer than a baby
Travis James shit, bitch we finna run the nation
And jack you out your cut, bitch you don't get no pay-check
I'll take ten grams then I stretch it like it's latex
I be in the system, where niggas be killin' and robbin'
Shot that nigga with the pistol 'cause the bitch tried to rob me
Put that on my mama, I ain't never been a bitch
If you rob me and succeed then I gotta take my lick
And I be in the trenches, I'm juggin off that sticky
40 got a extensions, when I up it ain't no missin'
I be in the trenches, juggin off that sticky
This ain't 21, bitch this 22
This ain't 21, bitch this 22
This ain't 21, bitch this 22
Young 22 love grippin' automatics
This ain't 21, bitch this 22
And this ain't 21, bitch this 22
And this ain't 21, bitch this 22
Young 22 love grippin' automatics
Ain't this ain't 21, bitch
Bitch, this 22
Move that dope like it's food
Nigga I'm a fool
Ain't no 21, bitch
Ain't no 21, bitch
Ain't no 21, bitch
This 22
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Writer(s): D'mari Harding
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