- It Ain't My Fault 歌詞 Hit-Boy Big Sean Babyface Ray
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- Hit-Boy Big Sean Babyface Ray
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Silly-*ss, f**kin run up, smackin up
Yeah (Hit-Boy)
It aint my fault I got that glow and I cant get it off me
It aint my fault these n*gg*s aint solid and they movin faulty
It aint my fault Im rockin Ricky, keep that blicky on me
It aint my fault when I pop out, nothin less than fifty on me
It aint my fault that they got shifty on me
Tony Hawk, Im used to n*gg*s gettin tricky on me
Party pack, told her, 'Take that,' went Diddy on her
Trackhawk, I hit the pedal, three-sixty on em
Aint my fault my back got the whole city on it
Aint my fault my back got the whole city on it
Keep the thriller close, Im protectin my energy
My advice to you, dont become my enemy
Groupies grab me at my shows, so I know that they feelin me
I just left em in her throat, girl, you know aint no kissin me, yeah
In the trenches rockin Sean Bape, your shawty wild (For real)
I was quick to slam her like DeAndre
It aint my fault you got your shit snatched
It aint my fault you had no money, go get your sh*t back
It aint my fault I drew the blueprint, now Im livin that
Naomi Osakas arena, we servin and playin with big racks
Got the baddest face down, *ss up
Since I got my tax up, the most you ever made in your life
I done made, forgot about, and had it stashed up
Simple n *gg*s simpin over b*tches Idone passed up
Real n*gg*s goin out of style, feel like the last one
I got my bag up, aint sit around when I aint have much
I f**k on your ho, hop out the bed and turn my swag on
Aint no more humble sh*t, Im poppin shit, Im poppin tags on em, n*gg*
It aint my fault I got that glow and I cant get it off me
It aint my fault these n*gg*s aint solid and they movin faulty
It aint my fault Im rockin Ricky, keep that blicky on me
It aint my fault when I pop out, nothin less than fifty on me
H-H-Hit-Boy on the beat, so b*tch, so you gotta go berserk
Got expensive taste, still a hood n*gg*
Pints in the cabinet, lights, camera, action
Ima keep a cup full when them cameras flashin
Give my n*gg*s hope, I feel like a pastor
Wanna live like me? You might have to chance it
No, I dont need no tip, boy, my diamonds dancin
Brodie told me bout you, b*tch, yeah, actin classy
Yeah, I heard about you, know you heard about us
All my lil n*gg*s shoot, feel like Curry father (Pew)
If I want it, then I get it, Timmy Turner problems
Cameras on me like Im walkin out the trial
Im up thirty f**kin million, she gon want the child
Tax bracket out of reach, I aint reachin out
[02:17.99]NBA-type NDAs, aint sh*t leakin out
Rememberin all the love you b*tch-*ss n*gg*s never showed
And a heart on one below
Andyou n*gg*s came up out the mud and didnt even grow
Tunnel vision, carpal tunnel, n*gg*s politickin
What the f**k you runnin for?
Whip came with a ticket, valet keys
She gon cheat for LA breeze
Im with Babyface, I feel like L.A. Reid
Im with Sean Don, no Dom Perignon, b*tch, its lean
Push to start, foreign hit it, that b*tch fart, whats a key?
They keep tellin me to keep this shit a hundred, Im a G
From the dirty glove, gotta keep it on you in the streets
What more can I say?
Promise you Im lyin if I say I aint in the A
Keep them squares out your circle, so we flick em through the day
Trust me, old friends hatin on a n*gg*, b*tches love me
Hands all dirty in the field like its rugby
Gang ties, mafioso like Im Lucky Luciano
Pints comin in from Philly, so I rock Milano
Americano, Ms stack on top of Ms, shit look like McDonalds
I dont need a Kim K, I need Griselda Blanco
All my n*gg*s on they John Wick and leave you John Doe
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