Never a flaw
[Skit:]
"Go on get out of here with you goddamn philosophies and your judgments...
Who the hell do you think you are?
You're a loser, you ain't shit... You're a goddamn... "
[Verse 1:]
OK, not a moment to waste, taste the hunger on my breath
I heard somewhere that stress was bad for my health
I ain't dead yet, pathetic maybe, my girl shady
Say "I ain't stable", so she don't wanna have my baby
It's kinda crazy, indeed she feels he'll be
A mothaf*ckin' threat like me, why not? I ain't that bad
My playa pizzazz was good enough to flip, smack and f*ck her ass
But I think I'll pass on the goo goos and gah gahs
Rather f*ck hoes that shake they ass like maracas
I think, she think I'm no good, got it from her mama
She always starting some shit, I think that bitch is drama
We never get along until I'm pulling on her thong
While I'm digging in her skin, ask me "why I do her wrong? "
C'mon love let's do it one more time
You bound to get yours so I gots to get mine
Sing her a lullaby in the sheets, so that ass can go to sleep
While I plot and creep on paying rent this week
Might have to slang some dick to this lonely chick
Got a Benz kinda fat, but she got big tits...
[Chorus:]
I ain't shit, I think they wanna see me fail,
Laid out, played out full of shells, man I ain't shit
I'm hollering f*ck a job for real,
I think I might rob and steal, man I ain't shit
Shawty homegirl like "leave that dude, " why she trippin'?
I f*cked her too, man I ain't shit
I'm out here on my last dime, I think I play Xbox to pass time,
I ain't shit...
[Verse 2:]
All I got is dreams of cream and mad green
Smoke 'til I pass out, live life supreme
Cartier frame Polo no stain
Still keep that heater underneath the wood-grain
Puerto Rican mamis that massage my body
Feed me fruit, suck me off in groups, call me papi
I was playa loungin', champagne drinkin'
Another hour woke up, f*ck wishful thing
Eyes full of crust, roll the blunt, shower up
Burn it down, what now call my nigga Buck
Asked him "What's the move? ", tell me what's the play?
I'm down for the caper just tell me where they stay
The ski mask way, never beg a borrow
If it go good today do the same shit tomorrow
For real, f*ck what you think that's how it is
Plotting on robbing niggas while I'm watching Cribs... I ain't shit!
Big KRIT - I Aint Shit Lyrics
Big KRIT - I Aint Shit Lyrics
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Never a flaw
[Skit:]
"Go on get out of here with you goddamn philosophies and your judgments...
Who the hell do you think you are?
You're a loser, you ain't shit... You're a goddamn... "
[Verse 1:]
OK, not a moment to waste, taste the hunger on my breath
I heard somewhere that stress was bad for my health
I ain't dead yet, pathetic maybe, my girl shady
Say "I ain't stable", so she don't wanna have my baby
It's kinda crazy, indeed she feels he'll be
A mothaf*ckin' threat like me, why not? I ain't that bad
My playa pizzazz was good enough to flip, smack and f*ck her ass
But I think I'll pass on the goo goos and gah gahs
Rather f*ck hoes that shake they ass like maracas
I think, she think I'm no good, got it from her mama
She always starting some shit, I think that bitch is drama
We never get along until I'm pulling on her thong
While I'm digging in her skin, ask me "why I do her wrong? "
C'mon love let's do it one more time
You bound to get yours so I gots to get mine
Sing her a lullaby in the sheets, so that ass can go to sleep
While I plot and creep on paying rent this week
Might have to slang some dick to this lonely chick
Got a Benz kinda fat, but she got big tits...
[Chorus:]
I ain't shit, I think they wanna see me fail,
Laid out, played out full of shells, man I ain't shit
I'm hollering f*ck a job for real,
I think I might rob and steal, man I ain't shit
Shawty homegirl like "leave that dude, " why she trippin'?
I f*cked her too, man I ain't shit
I'm out here on my last dime, I think I play Xbox to pass time,
I ain't shit...
[Verse 2:]
All I got is dreams of cream and mad green
Smoke 'til I pass out, live life supreme
Cartier frame Polo no stain
Still keep that heater underneath the wood-grain
Puerto Rican mamis that massage my body
Feed me fruit, suck me off in groups, call me papi
I was playa loungin', champagne drinkin'
Another hour woke up, f*ck wishful thing
Eyes full of crust, roll the blunt, shower up
Burn it down, what now call my nigga Buck
Asked him "What's the move? ", tell me what's the play?
I'm down for the caper just tell me where they stay
The ski mask way, never beg a borrow
If it go good today do the same shit tomorrow
For real, f*ck what you think that's how it is
Plotting on robbing niggas while I'm watching Cribs... I ain't shit!
[Skit:]
"Go on get out of here with you goddamn philosophies and your judgments...
Who the hell do you think you are?
You're a loser, you ain't shit... You're a goddamn... "
[Verse 1:]
OK, not a moment to waste, taste the hunger on my breath
I heard somewhere that stress was bad for my health
I ain't dead yet, pathetic maybe, my girl shady
Say "I ain't stable", so she don't wanna have my baby
It's kinda crazy, indeed she feels he'll be
A mothaf*ckin' threat like me, why not? I ain't that bad
My playa pizzazz was good enough to flip, smack and f*ck her ass
But I think I'll pass on the goo goos and gah gahs
Rather f*ck hoes that shake they ass like maracas
I think, she think I'm no good, got it from her mama
She always starting some shit, I think that bitch is drama
We never get along until I'm pulling on her thong
While I'm digging in her skin, ask me "why I do her wrong? "
C'mon love let's do it one more time
You bound to get yours so I gots to get mine
Sing her a lullaby in the sheets, so that ass can go to sleep
While I plot and creep on paying rent this week
Might have to slang some dick to this lonely chick
Got a Benz kinda fat, but she got big tits...
[Chorus:]
I ain't shit, I think they wanna see me fail,
Laid out, played out full of shells, man I ain't shit
I'm hollering f*ck a job for real,
I think I might rob and steal, man I ain't shit
Shawty homegirl like "leave that dude, " why she trippin'?
I f*cked her too, man I ain't shit
I'm out here on my last dime, I think I play Xbox to pass time,
I ain't shit...
[Verse 2:]
All I got is dreams of cream and mad green
Smoke 'til I pass out, live life supreme
Cartier frame Polo no stain
Still keep that heater underneath the wood-grain
Puerto Rican mamis that massage my body
Feed me fruit, suck me off in groups, call me papi
I was playa loungin', champagne drinkin'
Another hour woke up, f*ck wishful thing
Eyes full of crust, roll the blunt, shower up
Burn it down, what now call my nigga Buck
Asked him "What's the move? ", tell me what's the play?
I'm down for the caper just tell me where they stay
The ski mask way, never beg a borrow
If it go good today do the same shit tomorrow
For real, f*ck what you think that's how it is
Plotting on robbing niggas while I'm watching Cribs... I ain't shit!