lirik lagu kay ess - you ain't with the shit
[verse 1: kayess]
i put the fire out, hi haters
this is k!lla and you know i do it major
i see you little dudes on instagram bangin’
but it’s crazy ’cause you can’t go where you claimin’
that’s on westside m-th-f-ckin’ neighbors
we don’t need no m-th-f-ckin’ favors
always been on the trail like a blazer
so raise up, that ain’t how ya momma raised ya
eml be the team we ’bout to takeoff
and i don’t see you f-ck n-ggas like ray charles
my team ball like the playoffs
and a n-gga do tricks like a skateboard
yea, so what’s the deal, keep it real, huh
a n-gga just tryna go for a million
n-gga been in the game for a minute
go ahead and give thanks like a pilgrim
[chorus: kayess]
so you don’t wanna do it
b-tch, shooting threes, i’m a sharp shooter (pop, pop, pop)
that’s the sound of the ruger
when them hollow tips is comin’ straight to ya
n-gga you ain’t with the sh-t
why you on instagram flexin’
can’t handle real street pressure
n-gga you ain’t with the sh-t
got all your friends thinking that you do
but really you can’t come to the hood
n-gga you ain’t with the sh-t
b-tch n-gga stop tryna prove a point
’cause the real n-ggas know you in the joint
n-gga you ain’t with the sh-t
n-gga you ain’t with the sh-t
n-gga you ain’t with the sh-t
n-gga you ain’t with the sh-t
n-gga you ain’t with the
[verse 2: runner]
n-gga you ain’t with the business
catch a case and get ta snitchin’
bet ya girl call ya b-tches
and we know b-tches know they n-ggas
we keep pistols, we keep rentals just in case we gotta pull up onna beef
show a n-gga t–th, turn around and down him on the street
and his boy know we did it, we know where them n-ggas be
so if n-ggas want beef, then that’s what it’s gon be
gotta broad down the street, keep k’s in the jeep
in the backyard, i’ll shoot them but i’ll slap y’all
act hard, n-ggas know ya n-ggas -ss soft
tag y’all like i instagram’ed y’all
blow a n-ggas -ss off
[chorus]
[verse 3: twinnflii]
that’s on the land of the clover, i see they tryna hate
that’s why i keep that 38 up on my waist
now all i see is body bags, and yellow tape
eml the sh-t inna major way
i keep my foot up in they -ss like major payne
n-ggas can’t compare to me i’m in a different lane
knock these n-ggas off the wall like a picture frame
with a long gun, with a laser mane
i keep 17 inna clip, call me rick fox
n-gga aim stay on point like a red dot
now watch the body buckle, soon as the head drop
’cause two shots to the face will make ya neck pop, huh!
[chorus]
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