Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ain Goin' To Heaven, artist - KANKAN. Date of issue: 21.03.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Ain Goin' To Heaven |
| Ayy, ayy |
| Niggas talkin' 'bout |
| Nigga talkin' 'bout he got |
| Ayy, and I’m on drank, nigga, so I’m finna fly out to LA (Fly out to LA) |
| Yeah, new scripts in, nigga, fuck it, might fly to the A (Fly to the A) |
| Ayy, that nigga cuffin' that ho, I’m just fuckin' her face (Fuckin' her face, |
| yeah) |
| Nigga, yeah, this a new Drac', ain’t no AK (Ain't no AK) |
| Nigga, my cup full of them meds, might be Act' (Might be Act', yeah) |
| Nigga shoot this way, nigga know we shootin' back (We shootin' back, yeah) |
| He ain’t even be where he say, nigga, yeah they took his pass |
| And I’m off Roxi', nigga, ridin' 'round with that cash (With that cash, ayy) |
| Told that lil' ho block me, lil' ho makin' me mad (Stupid bitch) |
| She ain’t even get my number, fucked her off the 'Gram (Dumbass ho) |
| My nigga, he on Oxys, he don’t even pop no Xans (Pop no Xans) |
| I was in the H, nigga shot this way but I ain’t ran (Hell nah, nigga) |
| We was finna hit his house up but them kids, they saved him (Lame-ass nigga) |
| .45 hollows hit now doctors, they can’t save him (Yeah) |
| .45 Glock ain’t got no safety, he won’t make it (That nigga dead) |
| I been knew these niggas was hoes since I turned eight (Since I turned eight) |
| Bitch, I had to get up in that mode when I turned eighteen (When I turned |
| eighteen) |
| Ayy, can’t let no rap nigga say they made me (Ha, nah, hell no, huh) |
| All of these niggas, they clones, hell yeah, yeah, we made em' (Yeah, |
| we made 'em) |
| Brand new Drac' hit him up on his back, now he disabled (Ha, yeah) |
| White plug, his name Mason, I’m rockin' Margiela (Rockin' Margiela) |
| Ayy, me and twin walked in the bank, we friends with the tellers (Friends with |
| the teller, bitch) |
| My niggas, they doin' fraud nigga, what they doin', ain’t no tellin' (Ain't no |
| tellin', shit) |
| If we get jammed up, nigga, hell nah, ain’t no tellin' (It ain’t no tellin') |
| Nigga, ridin' with Drac’s, yeah, ridin' with felons (Ride with some felons) |
| This lil' ho too basic, this ho think she special (Stupid bitch) |
| She knows she can get replaced, I ain’t even gotta tell her (On God) |
| We off the Schedule II drugs, bitch, I ain’t goin' to Heaven (Ha) |
| Nigga, yeah, w-we off the Schedule |
| We off the Schedule II drugs, nigga, ain’t goin' to Heaven |
| FN hit his, uh, we ain’t goin' to Heaven |
| FN hit his shit, he ain’t goin' to Heaven |
| Ayy, yeah, uh-huh, straight up t-, uh-huh, uh-huh |
| Ayy, .45, huh, .45, nigga, hollow tip |