Ain’t sh*t lyrics
by Azizi Gibson
[Intro]
(Backwards, we're all goin' backwards)
Like, oh my gosh, Shaniqua, look who just followed me! (Oh sh*t)
Yo, my n*gga, can you take this photo with me?
Hold on, let me get the lead you see the motherf*ckin' label
Oh my god, I just got seventy-five thousand followers! (Douglas)
I think I can curve any n*gga now!
I got a curver card (Haha)
Oh my God, I'm swagged out man
Ayy yo, you still got the empty bottle of Henny?
Yeah, let me pour some coke in this motherf*cker
Make sure you get a good shot
[Chorus]
I just wanna say congrats, n*gga (Oh, you got a 100K? Nice)
But you still ain't sh*t (You ain't sh*t, haha!)
I just wanna say congrats, n*gga (Congrats)
But you still ain't sh*t
[Bridge]
You ain't sh*t, lil' b*tch, damn!
You ain't sh*t, lil' n*gga, damn!
You ain't sh*t, lil' girl, damn!
You ain't sh*t, lil' n*gga, damn!
You ain't sh*t!
[Verse 1]
I'm just here to catch a check (Oh yeah)
If I can I'ma get a little neck (Oh I am)
'Cause these Insta hoes ain't worth sh*t (They ain't sh*t)
Neither is these n*ggas that be holdin' clips (Stupid n*gga)
Every time the picture flips they with some di*ks (Are you gay?)
Or some six, six, six, oh sh*t! (And I'm straight)
Boy, they got you out here lookin' like a kid (Lil' kid)
Boy, they got you out here lookin' like a b*tch (That ain't a him)
But congrats 'cause show 'em how you lit
[Chorus]
I just wanna say congrats n*gga
But you still ain't sh*t
I just wanna say congrats n*gga
But you still ain't sh*t
[Post-Chorus]
You ain't sh*t, lil' b*tch, damn!
You ain't sh*t, lil' n*gga, damn!
You ain't sh*t, lil' girl, damn!
You ain't sh*t, lil' n*gga, damn!
You ain't sh*t, lil' b*tch, damn!
[Verse 2]
You a fool
Man, you really think them likes make you cool (You ain't cool)
Do you really wanna f*ck 'em typa dudes? (Those dudes)
Do you really wanna b*tch that's rude? (Oh, nah)
Do you really give a f*ck about his shoes? (Oh, nah)
Imagine how many n*ggas got the nude (Everyone)
Why your face filled with all 'em tattoos? (Look dumb)
Do you really wanna f*ck in the whole crew? (Come on son)
'Cause I know 'em hoes matter to you (Lil' b*tch)
[Interlude]
I know
That it's sometimes hard bein' a girl
'Cause you see like a million n*ggas with money inside your DMs (But I swear we just tryna f*ck)
And fellas
I know you want that Kim Kardashian ass
n*gga, it ain't worth it 'cause it might just pop if you really hittin' it from the back (f*ck it)
[Chorus]
I just wanna say congrats, n*gga (Ayy)
But you still ain't sh*t (I mean you got a million followers now, baby, pop that bottle)
I just wanna say congrats n*gga (Ayy, my n*gga just bought a new AK47, n*gga, that sh*t goes skrra)
But you still ain't sh*t
[Post-Chorus]
You ain't sh*t, lil' n*gga, damn! (Damn, oou)
You ain't sh*t, lil' n*gga, damn! (Damn, oou)
You ain't sh*t, lil' girl, damn! (Oou)
You ain't sh*t, lil n*gga, damn! (Yo, make sure you like my sh*t)
You ain't sh*t, lil' b*tch, damn! (Douglas)
[Outro]
Ya know I wore this motherf*ckin' dress just for you, oou
You know I'ma send you the motherf*ckin' picture of me wearin' this sh*t to you, and then I'ma post a picture on the f*ckin' 'Gram with me in it, uh
You know your b*tch on the motherf*ckin' internet naked for everybody to see, uh
She ain't even gettin' paid for it, uh
She just gettin' di*k