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letra de you ain't shit - glorilla

[intro]
(aclef vibes on the beat)
glorilla
hey, hey

[chorus]
you ain’t sh-t (you ain’t sh-t), n-gga, you ain’t sh-t (b-tch)
for playin’ with my feelings, n-gga, you a b-tch (i really’ll beat your ass)
you always with your n-ggas, i think you suckin’ d-ck (g-y-ass ho)
you gon’ make me catch a dv for hittin’ you in your sh-t (b-tch)
f-ck n-gga, you ain’t sh-t (you ain’t sh-t), you ain’t sh-t (dog-ass n-gga)
n-gga, you ain’t sh-t (old stupid-ass n-gga), you ain’t sl!ck (ugly-ass, dog-ass b-tch)
ho, i think you on some f-ck sh-t every time you outta sight (what?)
if i catch you with a b-tch, you better hope that she can fight (you better hope that ho can jab)
f-ck n-gga, you ain’t sh-t
[verse 1]
b-tch, i hope you get ranned over by a truck (i hope you die, b-tch)
yeah, i know i cheated too, but, n-gga, i don’t give no f-ck (so? the f-ck?)
them squirrel lookin’-ass b-tches you be f-ckin’ for a nut (them b-tt-ass, ugly-ass hoes)
ayy, that’s the type of sh-t that make me wanna f-ck a n-gga up (come here, b-tch)
be on lil’ boy sh-t, but you a grown man (a grown man)
you ain’t sh-t, n-gga (you ain’t sh-t), with your dog ass (dog ass)
i don’t even hurt no more, your ass just make me sick (ugh)
to be real, i could’ve been gone, but i just been in some d-ck (i just been in some d-ck)

[chorus]
f-ck n-gga, you ain’t sh-t (you ain’t sh-t), n-gga, you ain’t sh-t (b-tch)
for playin’ with my feelings, n-gga, you a b-tch (i really’ll beat your ass)
you always with your n-ggas, i think you suckin’ d-ck (g-y-ass ho)
you gon’ make me catch a dv for hittin’ you in your sh-t (b-tch)
f-ck n-gga, you ain’t sh-t (you ain’t sh-t), you ain’t sh-t (dog-ass n-gga)
n-gga, you ain’t sh-t (old stupid-ass n-gga), you ain’t sl!ck (ugly-ass, dog-ass b-tch)
ho, i think you on some f-ck sh-t every time you outta sight (what?)
if i catch you with a b-tch, you better hope that she can fight (you better hope that ho can jab)
f-ck n-gga, you ain’t sh-t

[verse 2]
you tellin’ folks i’m toxic, but you keep me in some drama (what?)
talkin’ ’bout me to your folks, n-gga, f-ck you and your mama (f-ck that fat-ass ho)
try not to trip about it ’cause i know your new b-tch gon’ be karma (and you gon’ beat it, b-tch)
old buster-ass n-gga, you ain’t f-ckin’ with no arthur (the f-ck?)
lil’ stupid-ass n-gga, you ain’t f-ckin’ with no dummy (you ain’t f-ckin’ with no dummy)
only time i like your ass is when your d-ck up in my stomach
when i give him to you hoes, remember you ain’t took nothin’ (you ain’t took sh-t)
i’m gettin’ thick because i’m eatin’, n-gga, you ain’t did nothin’ (glorilla)
[chorus]
you ain’t sh-t (you ain’t sh-t), n-gga, you ain’t sh-t (b-tch)
for playin’ with my feelings, n-gga, you a b-tch (i really’ll beat your ass)
you always with your n-ggas, i think you suckin’ d-ck (g-y-ass ho)
you gon’ make me catch a dv for hittin’ you in your sh-t (b-tch)
f-ck n-gga, you ain’t sh-t (you ain’t sh-t), you ain’t sh-t (dog-ass n-gga)
n-gga, you ain’t sh-t (old stupid-ass n-gga), you ain’t sl!ck (ugly-ass, dog-ass b-tch)
ho, i think you on some f-ck sh-t every time you outta sight (what?)
if i catch you with a b-tch, you better hope that she can fight (you better hope that ho can jab)
f-ck n-gga, you ain’t sh-t

[interlude]
and i hate you, b-tch
i should’ve never let your goofy ass f-ck
and now i’m stuck like a godd-mn dummy
but that’s fine ’cause i’m here to let you know
that you got me f-cked up
nah, you know what? i’ma just show you, motherf-cker
’cause you don’t believe fat meat is greasy
oh, you think this sh-t funny, huh?
it’ll be funny when i cut your d-ck off for playin’ with me and won’t n0body get it
you no-good motherf-cker
you make me sick
old dog-ass n-gga
(and keep all that, f-ck you mean?)
[chorus]
f-ck n-gga, you ain’t sh-t (you ain’t sh-t), n-gga, you ain’t sh-t (b-tch)
for playin’ with my feelings, n-gga, you a b-tch (i really’ll beat your ass)
you always with your n-ggas, i think you suckin’ d-ck (g-y-ass ho)
you gon’ make me catch a dv for hittin’ you in your sh-t (b-tch)
f-ck n-gga, you ain’t sh-t (you ain’t sh-t), you ain’t sh-t (dog-ass n-gga)
n-gga, you ain’t sh-t (old stupid-ass n-gga), you ain’t sl!ck (ugly-ass, dog-ass b-tch)
ho, i think you on some f-ck sh-t every time you outta sight (what?)
if i catch you with a b-tch, you better hope that she can fight (you better hope that ho can jab)
f-ck n-gga, you ain’t sh-t

- glorilla

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