This Ain't That
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(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
(Why they mad?)
Duh-duh-duh-duh
I ain't never had shit, I came up
Straight up out the trenches (Trenches)
I keep a bad bitch, a lot of ass, a lot of inches (Yeah, yeah)
I'm always talkin' cash shit, you talkin' money, I got plenty (Plenty)
I got the 'Taz switch and I'ma burn it when I spin it, yeah, yeah
This lifestyle got my girls thinkin' that I ain't shit (Ain't shit)
I fell in love with drugs, man, it's like I can't quit (Can't quit)
I keep on makin' club bangers like I can't miss (Can't miss)
You thought I was a come-up, this
Ain't that, that ain't this, yeah, yeah
Man, I sold that shit so fast that I had to do a rerun (Do a rerun)
I'm in my prime, this my time, I feel like Deion (I feel like Deion)
I really trap, don't compare me to these peons (To these peons)
Fuck a bitch, I keep my pimpin' tight like B-Bun (Yeah, yeah)
Oops, I mean Bun B
They left me in the cold, now I'm hotter than a sun be (Sun be)
Always been a boss, never let a nigga run me (Run me)
All my shoes Kaws, I been kickin' shit like Chun-Li (Chun-Li)
Big tens to the mouth got me geeked up like a zombie (Yeah, yeah)
Why the fuck you got a gun and you ain't gon' blast it? (Blast it)
And I ain't tryna drive no wreck, I'm just gon' crash it (Crash it)
You don't wanna do no work, but want a bad bitch
I'm ballin' hard 'cause
I ain't never had shit, I came up
Straight up out the trenches (Trenches)
I keep a bad bitch, a lot of ass, a lot of inches (Yeah, yeah)
I'm always talkin' cash shit, you talkin' money, I got plenty (Plenty)
I got the 'Taz switch and I'ma burn it when I spin it, yeah, yeah
This lifestyle got my girls thinkin' that I ain't shit (Ain't shit)
I fell in love with drugs, man, it's like I can't quit (Can't quit)
I keep on makin' club bangers like I can't miss (Can't miss)
You thought I was a come-up, this
Ain't that, that ain't this, yeah, yeah
I keep a bad bitch just to walk inside and send it
Tryna keep it lowkey, so all my vehicle windows tinted
Yeah, I'm feelin' kinda Glocky, so today I might fourth-gen it
These niggas out here slimy, so you better stay on your pivot
Thinkin' I'm a come-up, bitch, that ain't even how I kick it
My plug, he fold my music, so he had to drop the ticket
Dropped my dog ten bags and told him bring that check back quickly
Niggas out here lackin', all they is is future victims
All them cold nights on the chop, I ain't have no hoodie or no jacket
Cashin' out on CPNs, I had to make IDs and fax 'em
They gon' spin for forty days and nights if I ask 'em
I can't go out like no ho, you know I'm goin' blastin'
I ain't never had shit, I came up
Straight up out the trenches (Trenches)
I keep a bad bitch, a lot of ass, a lot of inches (Yeah, yeah)
I'm always talkin' cash shit, you talkin' money, I got plenty (Plenty)
I got the 'Taz switch and I'ma burn it when I spin it, yeah, yeah
This lifestyle got my girls thinkin' that I ain't shit (Ain't shit)
I fell in love with drugs, man, it's like I can't quit (Can't quit)
I keep on makin' club bangers like I can't miss (Can't miss)
You thought I was a come-up, this
Ain't that, that ain't this, yeah, yeah