You Just Don’t Fit lyrics
by Juicy J
[Pre-Chorus]
It ain’t my fault you ain’t got a ounce of bone in your body
Who the hell is you, you are not nobody
Rocking the same Jordan but my mine flawless
Jet cause your round a million dollar
Throughout the bullsh*ts still smoking not a problem
Money coming keep coming in, n*ggas still hatin’
Put the bible on the bench and the f*cking AK
[Chorus]
You just don’t fit the criteria, you just don’t fit the criteria
You just don’t fit the criteria
Your money keep coming in and n*gga hatin’
You just don’t fit the criteria, you just don’t fit the criteria
You just don’t fit the criteria
Your money keep coming in and n*gga hatin’
[Pre-Chorus]
It ain’t my fault you ain’t got a ounce of bone in your body
Who the hell is you, you are no nobody
Rocking the same Jordan but my mine flawless
Jet cause your round a million dollar
Throughout the bullsh*ts still smoking not a problem
Money coming keep coming in, n*ggas still hatin’
Put the bible on the bench and the f*cking AK
[Chorus]
You just don’t fit the criteria, you just don’t fit the criteria
You just don’t fit the criteria
Your money keep coming in and n*gga hatin’
You just don’t fit the criteria, you just don’t fit the criteria
You just don’t fit the criteria
Your money keep coming in and n*gga hatin’
[Verse 1]
More money, more money, more problems and haters
pus*y n*gga, imma check they paper
Flipping them package and reel 'em up, I'm dedicated
Treppin' and deppin' [?]
Only the strong survive and the [?] trap out the beacon
Follow my GPS, call on y'all for gazing
n*ggas ain’t fit the criteria, what they say they make
Got the [?] in the real estate, treppin' at the super 8
All you b*tches want Don Juan in the air
Cating you bossing, be coming here in front of bae
You don’t fit the criteria me calling you bae
Ball man hanging on hand, super fit
Imma turn it down with 'em Vance and the trench
Imma pull her with dolla tab on the Bentley
All we did dropping at rear of Mr. Bentley
Front you choose to worry, clear me on the building
Longway b*tch
[Pre-Chorus]
It ain’t my fault you ain’t got a ounce of bone in your body
Who the hell is you, you are not nobody
Rocking the same Jordan but my mine flawless
Jet cause your round a million dollar
Throughout the bullsh*ts still smoking not a problem
Money coming keep coming in, n*ggas still hatin’
Put the bible on the bench and the f*cking AK
[Chorus]
You just don’t fit the criteria, you just don’t fit the criteria
You just don’t fit the criteria
Your money keep coming in and n*gga hatin’
You just don’t fit the criteria, you just don’t fit the criteria
You just don’t fit the criteria
Your money keep coming in and n*gga hatin’
[Verse 3]
f*ck a pus*y then get a sudden hate
4 5 in the clip get a sudden take
Driving Blue Benjamin over turn a n*gga straight
Knock on the [?] when I run up on the way
n*ggas snitching in the front 48
pus*y n*gga [?] f*ck n*gga trait
Put slows in his head bust shot in his face
Are you feeling me now
[?]
I’m burning my new image, Mr. Blue Benjamin now
Still chirping on [?] while you just wanna be down
Dropping the ticket I’m way the talk of the town
Remy the jeweler got nowhere with the ruler
[?]
Got your b*tch taking a day, all advantage rule
Rich n*gga make your b*tch break rules, Longway b*tch
[Pre-Chorus]
It ain’t my fault you ain’t got a ounce of bone in your body
Who the hell is you, you are not nobody
Rocking the same Jordan but my mine flawless
Jet cause your round a million dollar
Throughout the bullsh*ts still smoking not a problem
Money coming keep coming in, n*ggas still hatin’
Put the bible on the bench and the f*cking AK
[Chorus]
You just don’t fit the criteria, you just don’t fit the criteria
You just don’t fit the criteria
Your money keep coming in and n*gga hatin’
You just don’t fit the criteria, you just don’t fit the criteria
You just don’t fit the criteria
Your money keep coming in and n*gga hatin’
[Pre-Chorus]
It ain’t my fault you ain’t got a ounce of bone in your body
Who the hell is you, you are not nobody
Rocking the same Jordan but my mine flawless
Jet cause your round a million dollar
Throughout the bullsh*ts still smoking not a problem
Money coming keep coming in, n*ggas still hatin’
Put the bible on the bench and the f*cking AK
[Chorus]
You just don’t fit the criteria, you just don’t fit the criteria
You just don’t fit the criteria
Your money keep coming in and n*gga hatin’
You just don’t fit the criteria, you just don’t fit the criteria
You just don’t fit the criteria
Your money keep coming in and n*gga hatin’