2 Chainz - Y'all Ain’t lyrics
rate me(feat. Cap 1)
[Intro:]
I’m nice on that set, too!
2 Chainz, Cap 1
I don’t know what it is
I ain’t even been here
This is like I come home, I hear shit
They wish… they sneaks …
I’m winning, I don’t know no niggas here
Came in this motherfucker by myself
Smoking on strong, holding on my dick
Like oh, my gold on!
I’m the bumer talking gold mine
Niggas taking shots at me, I send ‘em back
I tell ‘em hold mine!
Now touch down, goal line!
Hook:
Y’all ain’t killing shit
Yeah, y’all ain’t killing shit
I’m on my meanest shit,
My black leather and my yellow bitch
So tell your bitch, to go tell a bitch
I got a better bitch, ever since
I’ve been booming!
The bitch I’m with,
Looks just like she clueless
Work tape, tell her bo she movin’
Daddy, you howl, no …, that’s no gay shit!
No fake shit, I’m from the A, bitch
That gun talk, conversation
Fire, fire, fire, fire!
Hook:
Y’all ain’t killing shit
Yeah, y’all ain’t killing shit
I’m on my meanest shit,
My black leather and my yellow bitch
So tell your bitch, to go tell a bitch
I got a better bitch, ever since
I’ve been booming!
Bitch I’m with looking like she Cuban
I met her in Miami by the pool and
My closet, so big we can play hoop in
Got your bitch in my living-room and she drooling.
Hook:
Y’all ain’t killing shit
Yeah, y’all ain’t killing shit
I’m on my meanest shit,
My black leather and my yellow bitch
So tell your bitch, to go tell a bitch
I got a better bitch, ever since
I’ve been booming!
Extendo clip
You gonna need a ruler nigga
Oh yeah, I got brain, don’t need a tutor nigga
Uh, uh, no days off….nigga
Computer love?
You gettin’ love on a computer, nigga?
Damn
Hook:
Y’all ain’t killing shit
Yeah, y’all ain’t killing shit
I’m on my meanest shit,
My black leather and my yellow bitch
So tell your bitch, to go tell a bitch
I got a better bitch, ever since
I’ve been booming!
Yeah, and since we been booming, nigga
C4 we had detours and we stay on top of that Mulan, nigga
Got another chick, with another bitch,
And another chick that look sexy with me.
Got a hundred bottles with the sparkles coming
Turned up in my section gave me like boom!
In, in, in the streets with that product
All we hold is them choppers
South Side and that’s with an F
And that F still stand for fuck these niggas
Got a red bitch, and her head sick
And her ass fat, and we still get rich
Go, go, go, go!
