I AIN'T HAVING IT Lyrics

Catching these bodies like Baghdad, you better run when I come back

Fuck with his girl cause her ass fat, she leaving you like a bad dad

I get a check, gotta cash that, movin' to the cheddar, gotta have that

Shootin' at your homie wearing all black, only shit I'm spitting is all facts

Run around town with a big Mac glock, bullets hit his brain, no fuckin' thoughts

Nigga shut up, do what you taught, we shoot that pussy right at his spot

All your songs just fucking flop, bitch keep on talking and you'll get dropped

Hospitalize him now he in shock, three weeks later he turn to chalk

Hit a nigga hard like an 808

Bullets burn skin they all motherfucking radiate

Get a boy killed if he messing with my day-to-day

Said he wanted static so we smoke him like he nicotine

Empty all these bullets from the motherfucking magazine

He was talking loud so we put them on the guillotine

Hearing your songs was complete and utter agony

You live a lie, so I know I ain't having it

Why your girl come to me, I can't trust no bitch, no groupie

Faking acting like you knew me, can't fuck with you niggas, truly

That pussy really thought we gucci, he want smoke then meet my tooly

Rock a nigga with a two-piece, want me dead then fucking shoot me, aye

Catching these bodies like Baghdad, you better run when I come back

Fuck with his girl cause her ass fat, she leaving you like a bad dad

I get a check, gotta cash that, movin' to the cheddar, gotta have that

Shootin' at your homie wearing all black, only shit I'm spitting is all facts