Aint Beggin Lyrics

Nigga I ain't never begging shit, never

You know I stay upon my works so never I won't fucking quit

Just hit for couple bands so yeah it's lit yeah it's lit

Nigga come get you bitch up from off my dick

She's such a fiend it make me sick

Nigga I ain't never begging shit, never

You know I stay upon my works so never I won't fucking quit

Just hit for couple bands so yeah it's lit yeah it's lit

Nigga come get you bitch up from off my dick

She's such a fiend it make me sick

Pulled up in a rari got bitches all over my body

I said baby I'm sorry with u I don't got time to tari

Got blue benjis on my mind

I got to stay up on my grind

To the fuck shits I be blind

No deals I ain't gon fucking sign you kno I decline

You think about robbing you better keep a gun

Cause I don't fight and make I make bands and it be faster to get the job done

I ain't going to talk

I'm just gon shoot

I swear that shit be fun

Make a nigga sprung

You ain't Ricky boy don't run got lots of guns over tons

No nigga I'm never begging

Got bitches on the strip pussy they selling

Just popped a bar that car I'm wrecking

Next day I'm forgetting

Fuck a nine to five I'm never sweating

Balencis on my feet that's what I step in

Flo I'm repping

Nigga I ain't never begging shit, never

You know I stay upon my works so never I won't fucking quit

Just hit for couple bands so yeah it's lit yeah it's lit

Nigga come get you bitch up from off my dick

She's such a fiend it make me sick

Nigga I ain't never begging shit, never

You know I stay upon my works so never I won't fucking quit

Just hit for couple bands so yeah it's lit yeah it's lit

Nigga come get you bitch up from off my dick

She's such a fiend it make me sick

Boy I be up in them trenches

That's 12 I'm hoping fences

Fuck the price ain't shit expensive

Boy you just broke and need to use your fucking senses

Cartier frames on check out my lenses

Turn two to six in the lab you know I'm a chemist

If you in the field yea I'm talking bout the trap

Just spent like 20 racks

You kno I had to make it back

Chilling with my bitch sipping on cognac

Fuck her two times that bitch don't kno how to act

Feeling like a coach my style these niggas jack

Big crib in the hills yea that's my residence

Feeling like the president

These niggas fake they not 100 percent

Worried bout me not even paid u rent

Pockets empty don't even got a fucking cent

Can't even mention all the money I don't spent

Nigga I ain't never begging shit, never

You know I stay upon my works so never I won't fucking quit

Just hit for couple bands so yeah it's lit yeah it's lit

Nigga come get you bitch up from off my dick

She's such a fiend it make me sick