Ain't Her Lyrics

Me and my niggas we touchin road

John Street to Kennedy's how it go

Hotel Amenities, ducking the enemy niggas must really don't want the smoke

I got some bitties who on the coast

I got some bitties who tryna slide

Too many blessings to do a toast

Count up the bread and then multiply

Ain't gotta think about niggas that's trying to ruin my day

Too many shawties to move to I'm tryna get out of my head and my space

She wanna grab on my phone while we fuckin

You know that a nigga be spitting his game

Cause' shawty came home with me last night

We on that broccoli and sprite

But she ain't her

Mad at my actions mad at my words

She finish my

She finish my fractions finish my verbs

I really want her

But Some other shawty came home with me last night

We on that broccoli and sprite but she ain't

Guess I'm a victim of circumstance

Don't think she know how it hurt the man

Fuck how happened it couldn't be worse

Masking the pain with champagne and a verse

Cuz why can't lil shawty just be with me goddamn

Changing my frequency and plans

Cuz they ain't her

Mad at my actions mad at my words

She finish my

She finish my fractions finish my verbs

I really want her

But some other shorty came home with me last night

We on that broccoli and sprite but she ain't

All of them shorties stay moving to me

Me and my niggas the kings of streets

We dirty it up every day of the week

Trying to forget bout this girl and it's messy

Why you been acting elusive to me?

Got a new bitty who trying to undress me, looked in her eyes and I

Know she ain't

Still finna fold her like duo tang

I got her sending me booty pictures

Something to help me get through the pain

I'm sick and tired of new adventures

I need to find me a Lois Lane

Cop tip from a chick with the rudest brain

Jump ship but I bet she wouldn't do the same

But another fit bit got me losing game

Am I too insane?

Am I too insane?

Cause' another fit shawty came home with me last night

We on that broccoli and sprite, but she ain't her