
that aint you - d nile lyrics
intro:
yeah, she looked me in my face, said that ain’t, nah (what?)
chorus:
she looked me in my face, said “that ain’t you,”
i k!lled this b*tch’s toxic exes, she said “that ain’t you,”
accusing me of drama, baby mama, that ain’t true
she practicing religion, so i told her “that ain’t true.”
(look) had to make decisions, pay for rent or pay for shoes
they told me by the weekend, so i said “what abel do?”
n*ggas doing k’, i told ‘em, “thanks, the j’ will do”
go down on them drugs, but i don’t think i’m able to
verse 1:
there’s a lot at this kickback
bald b*tch, mixed drinks, got her wig sn*tched
why you looking at me? you know i ain’t hit that
on your phone, you know the white man got his sh*t tapped, listen to my mishaps
going down to six flags, life’s a roller coaster
dump that toaster, better think fast
left my drink up on that coaster, you know i won’t drink that
when that p*ssy pink, n*ggas thinking where the rings at
just like i’m carmelo, tell that fellow n*gga “bye, cheerio”
don’t say “h*llo,” don’t say “hi,” n*gga, don’t come near me, bro
beat his ass like how i beat the beat up by imperial
k!lling sh*t not drilling but i’m feeling like i’m serial
making up reality, i thought i was mysterio
new appearance, was that shirt on clearance, though? clearly, bro
balling out salvation army, balling in that thrift shop
they all love my presence, i ain’t talking ‘bout no gift shop
all my songs are presents, now they asking “when will this drop?”
i make stoner music, i ain’t really into hip hop
that’s a lot (what)
bridge:
take your chain, n*gga, take your chain (ay, ay)
break the game, n*gga, break the game (ay, ay)
make a name, n*gga, make a name (ay, ay)
break the chains, n*gga, break the chains (ay, ay)
verse 2:
with my naked brain, bouta break the chains
everything i’m saying sound like chicken, we in raising cane’s
had to use a basic name, (uh) john doe
when i’m purchasing that condo in toronto
in the 6, but i was carrying that 9, rondo
just because i ain’t really with that mambo jambo
there’s a lot of opposition in the street, want a pot to p*ss in
we ain’t touching knees, n*gga please, i ain’t sharing sh*t
i just see the damage, i’m repairing sh*t
gotta speak my mind to all these n*ggas on my karen sh*t
chorus:
she looked me in my face, said “that ain’t you,”
i k!lled this b*tch’s toxic exes, she said “that ain’t you,”
accusing me of drama, baby mama, that ain’t true
she practicing religion, so i told her “that ain’t true.”
(look) had to make decisions, pay for rent or pay for shoes
they told me by the weekend, so i said “what abel do?”
n*ggas doing k’, i told ‘em, “thanks, the j’ will do”
go down on them drugs, but i don’t think i’m able to
bridge:
take your chain, n*gga, take your chain (ay, ay)
break the game, n*gga, break the game (ay, ay)
make a name, n*gga, make a name (ay, ay)
break the chains, n*gga, break the chains (ay, ay)
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