It Ain't Shit Songtext
von Derek Luh

It ain′t shit
How I spit game to your chick
Rings on my fist
Getting brain in the whip
It ain't shit
How I came up so quick
Made me a grip
Now these haters is sick
It ain′t shit
I might take me a trip
Fly out to Vegas and stay at the Ritz
It ain't shit
It ain't shit


Ain′t nobody perfect
If you working then enjoy it
A couple bad choices
Had me searching for employment
Yeah
Always had an opinion
Now they pay me to voice it
It′s kinda crazy
Tryna make me a fortune
Nah
I ain't gonna force it
Heard they talking crazy
Well consider the source
This pretty lady on the daily
Want my dick but of course
And she ain′t taking more than half
Like a bitter divorce

It ain't shit
How I spit game to your chick
Rings on my fist
Getting brain in the whip
It ain′t shit
How I came up so quick
Made me a grip
Now these haters is sick
It ain't shit
I might take me a trip
Fly out to Vegas and stay at the Ritz
It ain′t shit
It ain't shit


I say first you get the funds
Hit the lab start to cook
Blocked out a session
Get it back when we push
Burn it, bag it, sell it
The quality's overlooked
But once they feel it in they veins
The quality′s got them stuck
Touch
And they in love with the rush
Said I scoop a couple groupies
Who be all on the bus
In that coupe we acting loopy
When it dawn till the dusk
And my life is like a movie
You be gone when we cut
Nah I ain′t trippin off your baggage baby
High class classy lady
Dime bag grass is hazy
G class black Mercedes
Take it a day at a time
FA 3's up
Better keep that in mind

It ain′t shit
How I spit game to your chick
Rings on my fist
Getting brain in the whip
It ain't shit
How I came up so quick
Made me a grip
Now these haters is sick
It ain′t shit
I might take me a trip
Fly out to Vegas and stay at the Ritz
It ain't shit
It ain′t shit