Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ain't Shit Changed, artist - WARHOL.SS. Album song Free Andy, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 16.08.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, Warhol.ss
Song language: English
Ain't Shit Changed |
I get my work from the narco |
Yuh, ooh, yuh, ooh, yuh, ayy |
Blue face hunduns in my pocket, nigga, ain’t shit changed |
Woah, ain’t shit changed, yuh, we leave a nigga in the rain |
Yuh, yuh, big blue face hunduns in my pocket (Yuh), nigga, ain’t shit changed |
(Ain't shit changed) |
And I’m on the block, boy, listenin' to BlocBoy, don’t get changed (Ooh, ooh, |
what, listenin' to Bloc) |
Choppin' up a thot, boy, pop me a bean, had to throw on my shades (Throw on my |
shades, doo-doo-doo-doo) |
These hoes sprung (Yuh), but I just met this bitch in Maine (In Maine) |
Demons 250, no Wraith (No racin'), Marc and I’m rockin' the Jacobs (What) |
I’m a baker in the basement (What), cut acres (Uh) |
Kick for these bags, I’m ready to ship (Yuh), every time I touch a hundred, |
I drip (Flip) |
Neiman Marcus, they be knowin' my name (Flex), I might just get my aunt 600 |
chains (Chains) |
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy |
Fifty-two hundred just for my appearance (Yeah) |
Bitch, I be sizzlin', scorchin', and searin' (Yeah, yeah) |
Water on me, this shit look like aquarium (Yeah, yeah, ice) |
Fuck on a ho and I beat on her back again (Yeah, yeah) |
Percocet body, I call that my Mexican (Yeah, yeah, percocet) |
Don’t eat no edibles, weed, I’m inhalin' it (Yeah, no edibles) |
Real nigga, we adapt to the elements (Yeah, yeah, elements) |
Beat up the pack and she say I’m abusin' it (Yeah, yeah) |
I hit that ho from the back on my Ksubi shit (Yeah, yeah, yuh) |
Diamonds on clarity, you see an Uzi (Yeah, yeah, what) |
Nigga’s irrelevant, I see him boostin' (Yeah, ooh, what) |
(What, yeah) Broke, he boostin' (Broke, boostin', ayy) |
Coupe, I’m cruisin' (Cruisin') |
Rock it out, when I pop out, it’s a movie (I rock out) |
Fucked on the ho, look just like she Karrueche (She Karrueche) |
If you ain’t shoppin', don’t come to the bando (To the bando) |
Vigil, rockin' these Jesus sandals (Invisible) |
R.I.P. |
to these lil' niggas, no funeral (R.I.P.) |
Pussy be purring, like a hot engine do (Engine, bitch) |
Pourin' that Wock, Keisha killin' my demons (Ooh, ooh, bitch) |
Fuckin' that bitch from the back and she screamin' (Ooh, ooh, from the back) |
Walkin' in Saint Laurent, buy out the store (Ooh, ooh, store) |
Hundred fifty racks, ain’t nothin' to blow (Ooh, ooh, lame) |
Yuh, yuh, big blue face hunduns in my pocket (Yuh), nigga, ain’t shit changed |
(Ain't shit changed) |
And I’m on the block, boy, listenin' to BlocBoy, don’t get changed (Ooh, ooh, |
what, listenin' to Bloc) |
Choppin' up a thot, boy, pop me a bean, had to throw on my shades (Throw on my |
shades, doo-doo-doo-doo) |
These hoes sprung (Yuh), but I just met this bitch in Maine (In Maine) |
Demons 250, no Wraith (No racin'), Marc and I’m rockin' the Jacobs (What) |
I’m a baker in the basement (What), cut acres (Uh) |
Kick for these bags, I’m ready to ship (Yuh), every time I touch a hundred, |
I drip (Flip) |
Neiman Marcus, they be knowin' my name (Flex), I might just get my aunt 600 |
chains (Chains) |
Hey, ayy |