AINT IT lyrics

[Intro]
(Buddah Blessed this beat)

[Chorus]
Clown ass n*ggas ain’t it
Clown ass n*ggas ain’t it
You clown ass n*ggas ain’t it
(b*tches ain’t sh*t) (Pew, pew, pew, pew)
Broke ass n*ggas ain’t sh*t
Broke ass n*ggas ain’t sh*t
You broke ass n*ggas ain’t sh*t (No)

[Verse 1]
Five sticks in a four door, ohh
Two b*tches in my bedroom, yeahh
Woffey said he need a hundred K for a watch
(What you did?) I’m about to pay em' on spot
JBan$ drunk a whole fo' and now he sleepin’ (f*ck)
Big gula smokin’ big gas, now he sleepin’ (f*ck)
The Sun God doin’ half times, so he sleepin’ (f*ck)
Now I’m alone with these b*tches and they tweakin’
These days, n*ggas so tough to never see it though
f*cked the lil b*tch so rough, cause’ her brother broke
Spread thе word, I’m that n*gga to ya other folk
Think this a lick? I got sticks for ya mother, hoe
[Chorus]
Clown ass n*ggas ain’t it (On God)
Clown ass n*ggas ain’t it (Ain’t sh*t man)
You clown ass n*ggas ain’t it
(Pеw, pew, pew, pew) (These hoes ain’t sh*t for real)
Broke ass n*ggas ain’t sh*t (Brrd)
Broke ass n*ggas ain’t sh*t (On God)
You broke ass n*ggas ain’t sh*t (No)

[Verse 2]
Charged up, full price, red Ram
Thick b*tch, suck di*k, Goddamn (Slatt)
Road run, big scam, grand slam
Fifty thousand dollars on my b*tch hand
Yum, yum, yum, yum, yum, what?
Oh y’all want smoke, with us?
Bad move (On God)
Bullets cook em’ up like some Ragu (On God)
p*ssin off the skin like a tattoo
Hundred racks around his neck like a satchel
b*tch I learned to keep it savage from my last boo (Yeah)
Anybody can get these hoes, just like fast food (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Clown ass n*ggas ain’t it (On God)
Clown ass n*ggas ain’t it
You clown ass n*ggas ain’t it
(Pew, pew, pew, pew)
Broke ass n*ggas ain’t sh*t (Ohh)
Broke ass n*ggas ain’t sh*t (Ohh)
You broke ass n*ggas ain’t sh*t (No)
[Outro]
Ohh, ohhhh