Ain’t On lyrics

[Intro: Onlybino!]
(Yeah, what the f*ck going on, Maajins?)
(One and only)
(Ahahahaha)
(Go, go, go, go)
Uh, uh
These n*ggas ain't know sh*t (sh*t)
Running his block, like an MP5, I hit
These n*ggas uh-uh-uh-uh, get off my di*k
These n*ggas talking down bad, get off my di*k

[Verse 1: Onlybino!]
Me with you get lit
These n*ggas ain't know sh*t
You is a lame, I got clouted, still can't take my b*tch (Yeah)
Cap with the fame, know you not nobody, these n*ggas steal my chips
Walk in that b*tch with Prada, Balenci', why these n*ggas copy the drip?
Ayy, they like, "Damn n*gga, why your ass can't miss?"
I got bands, ho, but I ride around with that (Blick)
Yeah these hatin' ass n*ggas fans, get off my di*k, ayy
Stay ten toes by all my brothers, I can't switch, ayy
We up the score, ridin' on opps
Hit anything, wе gon' spin on his block
Off the top, I'm not in a box
These n*ggas mid and watchin' thеy flop
I got the money, I'm countin' a lot
b*tch, I be gettin' the guap
Ayy, I make that bread on the spot
Makin' sure ain't no one whippin' the pot
[Verse 2: Xhulooo]
Red dot on his head
b*tch try to play with the gang, we gon' leave him for dead
Not tryna talk if it ain't 'bout bread
Call him a pencil, we fill him with lead (Yeah)
Call up my shooter, I know he gon' slide with that choppa, that choppa gon' knock off his legs
You can't hang with us 'cause I heard you a rat, and I know you been talkin' to feds
We seen his heart in his chest
My brother tweakin', he off of the X (Off of the X)
She want me 'cause she know I'm the best (Yeah)
She like "Gomi, you better not test"'
Smokin' exotic when I'm in the west
Water my wrist, yeah my diamonds is wet
Put the drip on everytime I get dressed
I can't sleep and I won't get rest

[Bridge: Xhulooo]
(Yeah, ah, yeah)
(Yeah, ah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, ah, yeah)
(Yeah, ah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 3: Xhulooo]
I'm finna hop back in
You not my brother, you not my kid (Uh)
If you want a feat, tap in (No)
I asked the Lord to forgive my sins (Yeah)
All on your block, we gon' spin
I push the drop and we takin' the win (Grrra)
I just spent like ten, red on my wrist, yeah I'm too locked in
[Outro: Onlybino!]
Me with you get lit
These n*ggas ain't know sh*t
You is a lame, I got clouted, still can't take my b*tch (Yeah)
Cap with the fame, know you not nobody, these n*ggas steal my chips
Walk in that b*tch with Prada, Balenci', why these n*ggas copy the drip?