Ain’t sh*t Sweet lyrics

[Intro: Waka Flocka Flame]
Aw man, they 'round here talking crazy 'bout the kid man...
You know I don't do no popping for promotion
Social media for promotion man
When I see you, I'ma pull right up on your li'l stupid ass
I'ma direct this to every n*gga on my di*k
SQUAD!

[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame]
Ain't sh*t sweet n*gga (4x)
Told these motherf*ckers, ain't sh*t sweet n*gga
Told these motherf*ckers, I'ma show these motherf*ckers
Told these motherf*ckers, ain't sh*t sweet n*gga
Ain't sh*t sweet n*gga

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
Told these motherf*ckers, ain't sh*t sweet
Jugging with the rock like [?]
Got a b*tch, got a condo out on 10th Street
Sipping codeine like Pimp C
If a n*gga really really wanna tempt me
I'm a bust the choppa 'til it's empty
pus*y n*gga really don't offend me
Whole body red up in this Fendi
Young n*gga walking with the pocket monster
I can get ya hit up with the rocket launcher
Chilling in the cut rolling up ganga
n*ggas really fake, really need a Oscar
n*ggas see my swag like they got binoculars
BSM the mob but my n*ggas robbers
Say you getting money but you really toddlers
Only way to do it, I'ma sell it proper
Rollie presidential watch, I gotta have it
Chilling in the kitchen with a automatic
Coming from the city turn you to a savage
Golds in my mouth, Ol' Dirty bast*rd
Really [?] for the gusto
Turn your baby momma to a custo'
When I flip out, go nutso
Hit a motherf*cker for the truckload
[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame]
Told these motherf*ckers, ain't sh*t sweet n*gga
Ain't sh*t sweet n*gga
Really undercover, ain't sh*t sweet n*gga
Ain't sh*t sweet n*gga
Told these motherf*ckers, ain't sh*t sweet n*gga
Told these motherf*ckers, I'ma show these motherf*ckers
Told these motherf*ckers, ain't sh*t sweet n*gga
Ain't sh*t sweet n*gga

[Verse 2: Sizzle]
Spend a li'l hundred, baby girl I got the money
Come and pull up on a pus*y n*gga, bunkin' and I make [?]
Sizzle still getting it, pus*y n*gga you ain't saying nothing
Claiming that you shot sh*t, n*gga you ain't spraying nothing
Sizzle still getting it, I'll never ever stop
Took a old hundred grand and went and bought a rich Glock
Bought a new house off the motherf*cking crop
Walk around this motherf*cker with a hundred and some crocs
n*ggas talking beef and they don't really wanna see this sh*t
I been getting to it, walking 'round not speaking sh*t
Got a real choppa for you n*gga with the sneaky sh*t
f*ck her one time then I tell the hoe to beat it b*tch
Still with the motherf*cking madness
I been thumbing through it and I'm counting with a passion
All about a check so a n*gga living savage
I been getting rich while you n*ggas living average
Took my neck and wrist and went and filled it up with karats
Swear you n*ggas telling sh*t, you n*ggas like a parrot
Got a n*gga reaching cause the haters keep staring
Low to the earth, got a young n*gga [?]
[?] Flexing, got your main b*tch famine
Put her on a plane while another b*tch landing
n*gga keep it real, you a motherf*cking standard
I been getting to it, b*tch them motherf*cking bands in
[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame]
Told you motherf*ckers, ain't sh*t sweet n*gga
Ain't sh*t sweet n*gga
Really undercover, ain't sh*t sweet n*gga
Ain't sh*t sweet n*gga
Living in the trenches, leave ya six feet n*gga
Ain't sh*t sweet n*gga (3x)

[Verse 3: Waka Flocka Flame]
Told you motherf*ckers, ain't sh*t sweet n*gga
Sitting on top where I'm meant to be, n*gga
Yeah I really know I'm killing these n*ggas
I'm 'bout to start revealing these n*ggas
[?] with a European stitch
[?] white girl, that's a European b*tch
Cuban linked up, I ain't feeling these haters
Tryna count a cool hundred mill on these haters
Hats on hats got me feeling these vapors
Put him on a shirt, send him to the funny papers (Bow! Bow!)
Living in a mansion, got some big money neighbors
Rolling like a fool, palm trees like a Laker
Balling like majors, walking on gators
I could make [?] by the trailer
Turn the b*tch in to a tractor trailer
Slid up in that pus*y like a sailor
f*ck all these n*ggas, chase paper
Cross me, you meeting your maker
Come get a hit of this molly (n*gga)
I sell it in 4 different flavors
Fully all up with the lasers
I get my lean from Decatur
Thumbing through hundreds, thumbing through hundreds
Don't get it twisted, we gangsta
[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame]
Told you motherf*ckers, ain't sh*t sweet n*gga
Ain't sh*t sweet n*gga
Really undercover, ain't sh*t sweet n*gga
Ain't sh*t sweet n*gga
Living in the trenches, leave ya six feet n*gga
Ain't sh*t sweet n*gga (3x)