AIN’T THEM [DUMB f*ckS] lyrics

[Verse 1]
Bass break the ground on the block
Full stop
Im the taste in ya ear, im the sound
Those jock
f*ck a beat, f*ck a seat, in this sh*t
Bold c*cks
In my face, whippin out
Castrated cold cuts

Teeth to the curb, rock the boots
Big mess, b*tch
I don't rock with y'all, u just on the friends list, b*tch
Servin wake em up, hold nuts, poke breast b*tch
BMG, don't u know
Im the best b*tch

[Verse 2]
They hit my traktrain to smoke up on my pack
Homies dust, cannot eat, but the money where it's at
All u sound the same, u loop it when u run it back
And spread the confidence to consume garbage when u drop a track
Exposing all my fits of hopelessness
Accomplishing the most
Can't understand why anybody'd wanna do me like that
Bounce back
Rager tip
Grave diggin, buck past
Present in your f*ckin system
I am not with them, uhhh

[Outro]
No i ain't them, no i ain't them, no i ain't them, no i ain't them
No i ain't them, no i ain't them, no i ain't them, no i ain't them
No i ain't them, no i ain't them, no i ain't them, no i ain't them
No i ain't them, no i ain't them, no i ain't them, no i ain't them