Ain't Never Lyrics

Workin' ass nigga, you ain't never built a jack

Five phones up in this car, these bitches tit for tat

Going low for five months, I gotta stash the racks

Anything I touch is gettin' sold, I ain't gotta cap

Yo man's gettin' that room, I swear he gon' fold

My own brother snaked me out, he hatin' bout them phones

I seen a human turn rat, third days gon' get me back

Smackin' off the pints and bows, I ain't never sold crack

Beezy mix it, with the fatty and the lact , he swipe you out

392 up on a scat, I dog this bitch, down cap

I'm bustin' rubber bands out, these niggas ain't gon' like that

ARPs and Dracs, but Benny got the switch

It's more than rap, we into it, I'm tryna send the blitz

I'm out the window with the switch, you know I park whips

I heard he done talked to mob so he could fuck a bitch

She see the racks, bulg out these jeans and she gon' hop dick

Keep your mind up on the bag, the bitch gon' always let you hit

Keep your mind up on the bag, the bitch gon' always let you hit

On my baby nigga, Roadrunner shit

Don't even gotta move a finger, lil' lowest ' quick to send a blitz

I ain't really tryna rap, jus wrappin a Grammy's turning one of six

Phones beatin' off the meter, fuck the gram, & whoever diss

A nigga never sent a shot, gon' call my bluff with this shit

Workin' ass, nigga, you ain't never built a jack

Five phones up in his car, these bitches tit for tat

Goin ghost for five months, I gotta stash the racks

Anything I touch is gettin' sold, I ain't gotta cap

Yo man's get in ' that room, I swear he gone fold

My own brother snaked me out, he's hatin' about the phones

I seen a human turn rat, third days gon' get me back

Smackin' off the pints and bows, I ain't never sold crack