Ain't Shyt Lyrics

Oooahh

Oooahh

(Is that ELIESG?)

(Ay yo Synthetic, you plugged in)

It ain't shit for one my bruddas to take yo face off

It ain't shit for one my niggas to take yo brain out

Oh yeah

I just came back down from space seen different angles

I just bleached my hair like that hoe off of Tangled

I'm tryna run up all these goddamn racks till I break my ankle

All these big ass shells I swear to God we leave em mangled

Oh yeah

Racks up on his head and he ain't make it

Oh yeah

If my brudda don't got that drac then he feel naked

Oh yeah

You know all this shit a game how you wanna go play it

Smokin' dat opp I'ma face it

Rick Owens space boots, yeah the latest

That's like a rack every time that I'm pacin'

I had to stay down just be patient

Diamonds gon' hit from all different places

Off-White you see the words on my laces

They tryna copy this shit like they tracing

Twin serve white girl, yeah he sell Tracy

Shit gon rip through ya bones like he 80

I had to surf on these niggas so crazy

I had to surf on these boys so crazy

Big ass racks, this shit so crazy

Get white boy wasted like I'm Slim Shady

I been on that X pill lately

I been on my own shit, yeah

FN FS take yo legs

Rock my shades and shake my dreads

Off-White kicks sit under my bed

I'm off X till I see dead people

Smokin' on dead people

Fasureski

I was sippin' drank just so I could wake up early

Lame ass pussy nigga, you know I could see them surfing

I was smokin' dope, yeah right in front the churchski

Chruchski, churchski

Churches we serving

I had higher power come and tell me that I'm worthy

Bro was off a perc so you know that we just was swerving

I was high as fuck I just remember my vision was blurry

You do what I do she try to eat you like McFlurry

We get high as fuck, yeah I'ma floater like I'm Curry

I'ma bad bitch that mean that my girl as bad as me

Bro wan' play around we gon turn him to a tragedy

Not no baseball player that means there is not no cap in me

Label keep on trackin' me, yeah

I'm like Trackhawk please

Oooahh

It ain't shit for one my bruddas to take yo face off

It ain't shit for one my niggas to take yo brain out

Oh yeah

I just came back down from space seen different angles

I just bleached my hair like that hoe off of Tangled

Oooahh

Oooahh