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Tokyo Jetz – U Ain’t Shit

Singers: Tokyo Jetz
Albums: Tokyo Jetz – Bonafide
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Lyrics Tokyo Jetz – U Ain’t Shit

Text:

First off nigga, see you a fuck nigga, yo daddy a fuck nigga and his daddy a fuck nigga
You come from a long ass line of fuck niggas
And you don’t do worthy shit for fuck niggas
Fuck nigga

Imma burn up all your shit (Imma burn up all your shit)
Pour bleach on all your kicks (pour bleach on all your kicks)
And I’m gone tell everybody how small your dick is
Little nigga Imma call that bitch (little nigga Imma call that bitch)
(Cause you ain’t shit)
I don’t fuck with you, cause you ain’t shit
(Cause you ain’t shit)
Na-na, na-na-na, you ain’t shit
(Cause you ain’t shit)
You ain’t never been shit
(Cause you ain’t shit)
You never will, you never gon’ be shit

First off boss bitch with my own rules
With a whole lotta shit that I won’t do
Bitch nigga you a trip yeen shit nigga
Knew I shoulda never fucked with a bitch nigga
Watch yo lips nigga that’s the same mouth you ate with
Acting like it’s a nigga that I can’t get
Late night creepin’ thought you had shit, nah
Try to play me like a hoe, pull up with my shit cocked, get yo shit rocked
I shoulda listened to my homegirls
So Imma pull up at yo shit with my homegirls
Bust the windows out yo car, you a damn fool
Tryna kick it with a bitch you so damn cool
Stop blowing up my phone with the same shit
Funny how every time it’s the same bitch

Playing house get the fuck I ain’t number 2
Cause you don’t do shit for me that I can’t do

Imma burn up all your shit (Imma burn up all your shit)
Pour bleach on all your kicks (pour bleach on all your kicks)
And I’m gone tell everybody how small your dick is
Little nigga Imma call that bitch (little nigga Imma call that bitch)
(Cause you ain’t shit)
I don’t fuck with you, cause you ain’t shit
(Cause you ain’t shit)
Na-na, na-na-na, you ain’t shit
(Cause you ain’t shit)
You ain’t never been shit
(Cause you ain’t shit)
You never will, you never gon’ be shit

Lie again watch I punch you in your damn mouth
Car, phone in my name plus this damn house
Tell them people how I made you, you better thank me
Bum hoes you be fucking, boy they ain’t me
Weak bitch, tell her pull up to the curb
Get yo shit from my house, boy you got some fucking nerve
Call an Uber, leave my keys at the front
Nigga everything you own is rapped up in this blunt
Call all them hoes daughter so it’s motherfuck yo mamma
Tell yo sister pull up if the bitch got a problem
You be in the little boy you got me fucked up
I was out yo damn league, yo dirty ass lucked up
Call Keisha and Tanisha, call Tammy and Yolanda
And that bitch you be fucking with them kids in her Honda
Karma she a bitch and Imma play it how it go
You can’t be laying with a queen, still fucking with a hoe

(Cause you ain’t shit)
I don’t fuck with you, cause you ain’t shit
(Cause you ain’t shit)
Na-na, na-na-na, you ain’t shit
(Cause you ain’t shit)
You ain’t never been shit
(Cause you ain’t shit)
You never will, you never gon’ be shit

Album

Tokyo Jetz – Bonafide