They Ain't Havin Nun

Huh
Yeah, huh
Y'all know what the fuck going on
Huh, yeah, huh

Every time you see me got a double cup of G'
You full of that mud
You would think I roll with dice
All my niggas keep the scrap, like they tryna fuck
Nigga better not get caught fishing this way
We gon' make a nigga duck
I don' made the chopper hit everything
Nigga still gon' get it up
Heard through the grave and the other side
Haters, we don't give a fuck

Nigga's steady dying, gat his Nan's crying
'Cause his homie can't get up, huh
He was just making diss songs now we roll him up in a blunt
Nigga screaming thousand dollars on the arm
Nigga's broke, now he havin' none

Nigga making diss songs, ain't kill, annoyin' me, shit be cap
I know these nigga rookie, shooting out a car
When we slide, we hop out
We don't wanna smoke, niggas get to snitchin'
Soon as somebody get out
So I rap to get rich on these bitches
Every month I'm tryna stack a hunnid thou'

Hit the gas, sound like a P boy, in a hood the way it gr'
She either tryna fuck 'cause I gat a nine but that ain't my style
Fans steady asking when I'ma drop 'cause I ain't dropped in a while
100k all blue, fresh from the bank when I pop out
Moving like the president, 100 guns on me when I pop out
Shoot a nigga, fresh fuck, blood on my Dior, I shot him in style
I'ma be the man, but don't try me in public 'cause it'd go down
Quick to up the shooter, why the fuck they call me the wild child

Everytime you see me, got a double cup of G'
Full of that mud
You would think I roll with dice
All my niggas keep the scrap, like they tryna fuck
Nigga better not get caught fishing this way
We gon' make a nigga duck
I don' made the chopper, hittin' everything
Nigga still gon' get it up
Heard through the grave and the other side
Haters we don't give a fuck

Nigga's steady dying, gat his Nan's crying
'Cause his homie can't get up, huh
He was just making diss songs, now we roll him up in a blunt
Nigga screaming thousand dollars on the arm
Nigga's broke, now he havin' none