Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Y'all Ain't, artist - Lil Snupe.
Date of issue: 09.02.2015
Song language: English
Y'all Ain't |
Yeah real nigga saluted |
This is way moer than music we got soldeirs recruited |
We cooking package and move it |
Yeah only the truest I hear you talking nigga boot up and do it |
Bitch, y’all ain’t fucking with the clique |
Every other day my whole hustle gotta switch |
Cause the police on they shit and I’m tryna get a brick |
We the dream team nigga my whole squad looking sick |
And we fronting k’s daily so you better watch your bitch |
And my swag game retarded, polo looking stupid |
Bitches love my style so i shuffle them like cupid |
Everybody know I do it so they love it when I do it |
Real recognize real so real street nigga saluted |
Ima dog ass nigga, and I can’t help it |
Imm all about my money all my bitches say I’m selfish |
Watch out for mixtapes cause im keeping them bitches coming |
On my way to the top, I ain’t playing I ain’t stunting |
We be scoring on my side and you niggas steady button |
We keep it coming ha we keep it coming we keep it coming ho |
Bitch, y’all ain’t fucking with the clique |
Bitch y’all ain’t fucking with the clique |
Bitch y’all ain’t fucking with the clique |
J-o-n-e-s-b-o-r-o |
A bad place most people don’t wanna go |
Ima grinder, money on my mind i gotta get it |
Chasing benjis fuck anybody who ain’t with it' |
Jonesboro where I’m from, I put on for my city |
Never turn my back on the hood I swear I’m commited |
I got dreams of me coming through the hood in a maybach |
Sipping on purp, with my seat leaning way back |
Money in my pockets and pistol in my drawes |
Blowing smoke out the window trying not to see the law |
Grind hard everyday, Cause i deserve it all |
Fuck the fame I just want the opportunity to ball |
Some niggas sell their soul, for the chance to be rich |
But fuck selling my soul I’ll rather sell a brick |
Hustle hard in my blood getting money is a habit |
I love stacking so no matter what i gotta have it |
Don’t trust no nigga, so I keep me a ratchet |
And if you fucking with me wrong its gauranteed to end up tragic |
All my niggas some riders, thugging since we been young |
Jonesboro is our city but some call it the slums |
My niggas gon ride with me and ima ride with them |
My niggas’ll die for me and I’ll die for them |
Watch told me fuck them niggas, just keep stacking yo money |
Keep rapping, and show em how jonesboro is coming |
Know I spit straight real, I gotta keep it 100 |
Yeah I rap real but alot of these niggas be outchea stunting |
See when you got something, niggas wanna be around |
But when you broke they forget that you even in the town |
When they homies go to jail, they don’t even hold him down |
That’s the reason I don’t fuck with you niggas right now |
I don’t need friends I can do bad by myself |
I don’t need company I can get cash by myself |
I just gotta pray to god, when i really need help |
Cause he the only one I need when I don’t need nobody else |
If you think I’m acting funny, nigga take it how you wanna |
I’m focused on the meal I ain’t got time for the corner |
Alot of niggas say that that nigga snupe don’t act the same |
Cause I ain’t with the bullshit, I’m bout making a change |
I roll solo, I don’t need alot of niggas hanging round |
Cause I learned your closest homeboy the one to lay you down |
Its a dirty world we live in this shit outchea real |