Ain’t Have It lyrics

[Verse 1: ?]
I remember days I ain't have it
I was on my ass, made a play like Magic
Riding on your ass, with the lasers flashing
I'ma do the dash in the latest fashion
Ain't nothing new, what I say, it get tragic
Hundreds, they blue, boy, I don't do the flagging
Chop the top off the roof, get to blasting
I got the guap, in the booth, get to spazzing
I was in a daze, having dreams 'bout the Patek
Different color chains, stacking change in the attic
Brodie, take your brain, if you thinking you a savage
b*tches be insane, I ain't thinking 'bout no marriage
You can't be my main, I ain't giving out no status
I don't know her name, now she looking all еmbarrassed
Switching on the gang, like thе opps, you gon' perish
Put a Plain Jane on a watch, now they staring
She want me to slow down, I was never caring
You won't get your ho now, I was never sharing
All these hoes be low down, you won't catch me near
Brodie, we got more rounds, run up if you daring
She just wanna catch a vibe with a rich n*gga, yeah
I can't give you all my time, money six figures (Yeah)
I keep money on my mind, not no b*tch n*gga, yeah
Brodie do the time, ain't no snitch n*gga, yeah
[Verse 2: Jay Critch]
I came from a dime, seeing six figures, yeah (Ayy)
I came from the trap, man, the crib like [?] (Yeah)
That money growing faster than my hair
Shooters spin the side, get him lifted in the air
Christian Dior, gotta switch up the pair
These n*ggas goofy, I can't be around it
[?] keys, I was moving the pounds in
[?] my keys, but I can't leave without it
Keys to the Benz, but I came from the Honda (Came from the Honda)
I pull up presidential, like Obama do
That pus*y she got is phenomenal (Ayy)
For that money, she do what she gotta do (She gotta do)
But she better not be thinking I'm a fool (Better not)
Bro went [?] he made the news
I was [?] time to lose
Got a bucket and I started wilding (I started wilding)
I got more bucks around me than [?]
Oh, ten toes in this sh*t like my shoestrings
Please, don't make me [?] shoot things
Had to chill on that drink, gave me mood swings (In that lean)
And when we in the spots, b*tches be thinking we hooping
Two chops and two beams, it cost me two G's
Count up my money, it's soothing
Two b*tches blend like a smoothie (Two b*tches blend like a)
[Verse 3: ?]
[?] raised a R.P.M. n*gga [?]
And I stay on my sh*t, 'cause the time do not wait
Let me know what you want, we got all kind of plates
And this sh*t ain't a [?], we do this every day
And I gotta do some, I got no time to stay
Then I go hit the [?], gotta bust a play
No L's [?]
How you telling and get him locked [?]
Get that sh*t in for the low, then we sell it for the high
If a n*gga try get low, then we hit him with the five
Two Percocets, I'm activated, I ain't even tired
[?]
Hit another flight [?] somewhere in the sky
Knew it wasn't right, so tell me, why'd you even try?
Said she want [?] I'm a different type of guy

[Verse 4: ?]
Still remember days when a n*gga ain't have it
It ain't just come to me, I had to grab it
[?] midwest, I play for the Mavericks
Ds on the chest but we can't get married
Say I'm a, say I'm a savage
You wanna sit in the back, I work to the front, it ain't folding my lap
Just out here chasing a pack, I get a new [?] and I'm back
The money, I'm way too attached
Tell that b*tch get off my back
You don't love me, you love racks
[?] nothing else outside of that
Scamming and scamming and scamming, 'til we came home with some racks
All of my losses, I got it back
We turned to bosses and that's a fact
I could never force, it gotta move [?] (Okay, okay)
Gotta maneuver the trap
And I maneuver like [?]
On the walls with a shooter in back
And I'm with the same crew like a [?]
[Outro]
[?] midwest, I play for the Mavericks
Ds on the chest but we can't get married
Say I'm a, say I'm a savage
You wanna sit in the back, I work to the front, it ain't folding my lap