letra de ain't for none - g herbo
[hook]
only thing i f-ckin care about is money and me
and i swear to god a b-tch can’t get no money from me
and every n-gga thats with me keep a gun
bet not run up on us cuz we ain’t for none
we ain’t for none f-ck n-gga, we ain’t for none over here
we ain’t for none, we ain’t for none over here
we ain’t for non f-ck n-gga, we ain’t for none over here
we ain’t for none, we ain’t for none..
[verse 1]
we ain’t for none
lil bro blow heat for fun
posted up with the l’s
gotta whole lotta sh-lls we’ll feed you some
and then the peoples come
n-gga i ain’t see none
we dont know no names
i ain’t see no gun
i can’t be build no case, i ain’t snitchin
i can see a n-gga face that they b-tches
i won’t look in thru ya eyes, you ain’t wit it
thats the reason ion pay em no attention
see this bezel on wrist, yea it glisten
if you reach ima have to do a sentence
cuz my ear a couple g’s not to mention
it look like i took my neck to the dentist
all i think about is jackson’s and bentleys
all i think about is franklins and semis
and my car look like a teg with a hemi
and c money got a tech with a 50
now we ridin thru the opp sh-t
red beams, glock sh-t, hollows tryna drop sh-t
the police can’t stop sh-t
and lil bro gon drop a body
i ain’t even gon drop this .. gang!
[hook]
[verse 2]
only thing i care about:
money, hoes, cars, clothes
sike, that sh-t dont mean sh-t to me
and thats on roc’s soul
boy im in this sh-t wit my n-ggas
give a f-ck about sh-t, but my n-ggas
og, grandma, and my sister
and everybody that i lost to that trigga
n-gga i can’t die by that trigga
so i gotta stay behind that trigga
lil mally, he behind that trigga
smith and wesson designed that trigga!
and you know i gotta plan for my n-ggas
d-mn right, i blow bands with my n-ggas
you can catch me all in ninas
gucci, louie, ferragamo i be swagged out n-gga
robin jeans, i wear all that n-gga
still catch me in all black n-gga
run up on him with the mac
50 hollows go bratt
catch all that n-gga
now im on the 8 block and we posted
you know lil bro still got that toasta
better ride thru wit ya flag out
cuz we got the mags out
dont get ya car flipped over
[hook]
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