That Aint It (feat. Nikea Bøøm)
I can't never be no hater, that ain't it Rather kick it by my lonely than be a snitch
Might upgrade da Glock and add a fuckin' switch My mind fucked up bout a stupid ass bitch
Ho ain't act right so I had to get rich
This generation want me to fail, I won't go back to that cell
I can really write a book, I can write a list
Your favorite nigga is a snitch, you let that bitch hit
Bitches talkin crazy like I won't get em touched
Niggas actin' goofy like I won't shake him up
If you got a problem, bitch, then just say sum, I ain't pussy, nah, I ain't never runnin
Fuck you talkin' bout huhh, nah, shit 50 round drum green beam extended clip
Bad bitch in the tub, yeah, she hella thick She gon' die bout me, yeah, she gon' move them bricks
Yeah, she gon' move them lips, yeah, she gon' hold my stick
Nah, she don't talk back, yo, bitch, pussy whack My bitch askin racks, I got a hella cash
I got a hella bags, I pop a lot of tags I got a lot of rings, I feel like LeBron
Niggas sneak dissin get my youngins to fuck they mom
I can't never be no hater, that ain't it Rather kick it by my lonely than be a snitch
Might upgrade da Glock and add a fuckin' switch
My mind fucked up bout a stupid ass bitch
Hoe ain't act right, so I've had to get rich This generation want me to fail, I won't go back to that cell
I can really write a book, I can write a list Your favorite nigga is a snitch, you let that bitch hit
Might upgrade da Glock and add a fuckin' switch My mind fucked up bout a stupid ass bitch
Ho ain't act right so I had to get rich
This generation want me to fail, I won't go back to that cell
I can really write a book, I can write a list
Your favorite nigga is a snitch, you let that bitch hit
Bitches talkin crazy like I won't get em touched
Niggas actin' goofy like I won't shake him up
If you got a problem, bitch, then just say sum, I ain't pussy, nah, I ain't never runnin
Fuck you talkin' bout huhh, nah, shit 50 round drum green beam extended clip
Bad bitch in the tub, yeah, she hella thick She gon' die bout me, yeah, she gon' move them bricks
Yeah, she gon' move them lips, yeah, she gon' hold my stick
Nah, she don't talk back, yo, bitch, pussy whack My bitch askin racks, I got a hella cash
I got a hella bags, I pop a lot of tags I got a lot of rings, I feel like LeBron
Niggas sneak dissin get my youngins to fuck they mom
I can't never be no hater, that ain't it Rather kick it by my lonely than be a snitch
Might upgrade da Glock and add a fuckin' switch
My mind fucked up bout a stupid ass bitch
Hoe ain't act right, so I've had to get rich This generation want me to fail, I won't go back to that cell
I can really write a book, I can write a list Your favorite nigga is a snitch, you let that bitch hit
Credits
Writer(s): Lauryn Nicholson, Nikea Boom
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