I Aint the One to Fuc Wit
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โฑ๏ธ 2:37 duration
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๐ Lyrics
I get a kick, a hat
Then a slap, a snare
I keep a chick on my lap like it's santa's chair
Give you daps
Hit the lats
Drop the chandelier
Spit a New York rap
But breathe Cali air
Rub my rabbit foot
Prayed on rabbit ears
Smokin carrot cake kush
Cuttin out of cannabis
Jumpin in the ring
Before the ding you hear
The champ is here
Then I give you two black eyes
Pay the man
It's all about stunt blocks and hip hop
Stuff drugs in ziploc
Some plug like Kid Rock
The kid rocker
Hit shock of hip hop
Made a pit stop at gridlock
Grabbed a record from the thrift shop
Gimme dat
Diggin in the crates DITC
With two turntables before my MPC
Now I flip the script
Yeah this DJ spit
And I write my own rhymes
Produce my own shit
I I I I I I
I ain't the one to fuc wit (word)
I I I I I I
I ain't the one to fuc wit (word)
I I I I I I
I ain't the one to fuc wit (word)
Write my own rhymes
Produce my own shit
Yeah boy
I ain't the one to fuc wit (echo)
We don't quit
Ain't no place in this rap
We don't sit
I don't fuc around with clowns
We don't grit
Oysters, clams, steaks
We eat those shit
Move in silence
Incognito shit
Lil' man I don't dance on front street
I left a clown missing front teeth
Who want beef?
Blow smoke in your face
From the blunt leaf
Awwh
Niggas, wanna burn me bad
But a bunch of mannequins
Don't concern me dad
Frontin' only goin' leave you on the gurney lad
Fuckin with the wrong cat
Earnie Lad
Thumb in your throat
Gun in the tote
Either way smashing your dreams
Dulling your hope
Laughing all up in your face (k)
What's happening
Laughing all the way to Chase
Manhattan
I I I I I I
I ain't the one to fuc wit (word)
I I I I I I
I ain't the one to fuc wit (word)
I I I I I I
I ain't the one to fuc wit (word)
Write my own rhymes
Produce my own shit
Yeah boy
I ain't the one to fuc wit (echo)
Then a slap, a snare
I keep a chick on my lap like it's santa's chair
Give you daps
Hit the lats
Drop the chandelier
Spit a New York rap
But breathe Cali air
Rub my rabbit foot
Prayed on rabbit ears
Smokin carrot cake kush
Cuttin out of cannabis
Jumpin in the ring
Before the ding you hear
The champ is here
Then I give you two black eyes
Pay the man
It's all about stunt blocks and hip hop
Stuff drugs in ziploc
Some plug like Kid Rock
The kid rocker
Hit shock of hip hop
Made a pit stop at gridlock
Grabbed a record from the thrift shop
Gimme dat
Diggin in the crates DITC
With two turntables before my MPC
Now I flip the script
Yeah this DJ spit
And I write my own rhymes
Produce my own shit
I I I I I I
I ain't the one to fuc wit (word)
I I I I I I
I ain't the one to fuc wit (word)
I I I I I I
I ain't the one to fuc wit (word)
Write my own rhymes
Produce my own shit
Yeah boy
I ain't the one to fuc wit (echo)
We don't quit
Ain't no place in this rap
We don't sit
I don't fuc around with clowns
We don't grit
Oysters, clams, steaks
We eat those shit
Move in silence
Incognito shit
Lil' man I don't dance on front street
I left a clown missing front teeth
Who want beef?
Blow smoke in your face
From the blunt leaf
Awwh
Niggas, wanna burn me bad
But a bunch of mannequins
Don't concern me dad
Frontin' only goin' leave you on the gurney lad
Fuckin with the wrong cat
Earnie Lad
Thumb in your throat
Gun in the tote
Either way smashing your dreams
Dulling your hope
Laughing all up in your face (k)
What's happening
Laughing all the way to Chase
Manhattan
I I I I I I
I ain't the one to fuc wit (word)
I I I I I I
I ain't the one to fuc wit (word)
I I I I I I
I ain't the one to fuc wit (word)
Write my own rhymes
Produce my own shit
Yeah boy
I ain't the one to fuc wit (echo)
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:14.31] I get a kick, a hat
[00:15.19] Then a slap, a snare
[00:16.33] I keep a chick on my lap like it's santa's chair
[00:19.03] Give you daps
[00:19.67] Hit the lats
[00:20.22] Drop the chandelier
[00:21.43] Spit a New York rap
[00:22.44] But breathe Cali air
[00:24.23] Rub my rabbit foot
[00:25.49] Prayed on rabbit ears
[00:26.49] Smokin carrot cake kush
[00:27.59] Cuttin out of cannabis
[00:29.26] Jumpin in the ring
[00:29.76] Before the ding you hear
[00:30.63] The champ is here
[00:32.04] Then I give you two black eyes
[00:33.44] Pay the man
[00:34.62] It's all about stunt blocks and hip hop
[00:36.57] Stuff drugs in ziploc
[00:37.98] Some plug like Kid Rock
[00:39.20] The kid rocker
[00:40.04] Hit shock of hip hop
[00:41.30] Made a pit stop at gridlock
[00:43.07] Grabbed a record from the thrift shop
[00:44.46] Gimme dat
[00:45.17] Diggin in the crates DITC
[00:46.87] With two turntables before my MPC
[00:49.53] Now I flip the script
[00:50.80] Yeah this DJ spit
[00:51.83] And I write my own rhymes
[00:53.50] Produce my own shit
[00:54.42] I I I I I I
[00:58.23] I ain't the one to fuc wit (word)
[00:59.64] I I I I I I
[01:03.34] I ain't the one to fuc wit (word)
[01:04.52] I I I I I I
[01:08.56] I ain't the one to fuc wit (word)
[01:09.98] Write my own rhymes
[01:11.26] Produce my own shit
[01:12.79] Yeah boy
[01:13.47] I ain't the one to fuc wit (echo)
[01:16.56] We don't quit
[01:17.48] Ain't no place in this rap
[01:19.25] We don't sit
[01:19.83] I don't fuc around with clowns
[01:21.82] We don't grit
[01:22.88] Oysters, clams, steaks
[01:24.27] We eat those shit
[01:25.34] Move in silence
[01:26.66] Incognito shit
[01:28.25] Lil' man I don't dance on front street
[01:30.44] I left a clown missing front teeth
[01:32.40] Who want beef?
[01:33.36] Blow smoke in your face
[01:34.71] From the blunt leaf
[01:36.07] Awwh
[01:36.23] Niggas, wanna burn me bad
[01:38.18] But a bunch of mannequins
[01:39.41] Don't concern me dad
[01:40.54] Frontin' only goin' leave you on the gurney lad
[01:43.02] Fuckin with the wrong cat
[01:44.71] Earnie Lad
[01:46.16] Thumb in your throat
[01:47.36] Gun in the tote
[01:48.45] Either way smashing your dreams
[01:50.01] Dulling your hope
[01:50.87] Laughing all up in your face (k)
[01:52.82] What's happening
[01:53.39] Laughing all the way to Chase
[01:55.43] Manhattan
[01:56.52] I I I I I I
[01:59.67] I ain't the one to fuc wit (word)
[02:01.39] I I I I I I
[02:04.90] I ain't the one to fuc wit (word)
[02:06.21] I I I I I I
[02:09.83] I ain't the one to fuc wit (word)
[02:11.42] Write my own rhymes
[02:12.80] Produce my own shit
[02:14.39] Yeah boy
[02:14.96] I ain't the one to fuc wit (echo)
[02:16.86]
[00:15.19] Then a slap, a snare
[00:16.33] I keep a chick on my lap like it's santa's chair
[00:19.03] Give you daps
[00:19.67] Hit the lats
[00:20.22] Drop the chandelier
[00:21.43] Spit a New York rap
[00:22.44] But breathe Cali air
[00:24.23] Rub my rabbit foot
[00:25.49] Prayed on rabbit ears
[00:26.49] Smokin carrot cake kush
[00:27.59] Cuttin out of cannabis
[00:29.26] Jumpin in the ring
[00:29.76] Before the ding you hear
[00:30.63] The champ is here
[00:32.04] Then I give you two black eyes
[00:33.44] Pay the man
[00:34.62] It's all about stunt blocks and hip hop
[00:36.57] Stuff drugs in ziploc
[00:37.98] Some plug like Kid Rock
[00:39.20] The kid rocker
[00:40.04] Hit shock of hip hop
[00:41.30] Made a pit stop at gridlock
[00:43.07] Grabbed a record from the thrift shop
[00:44.46] Gimme dat
[00:45.17] Diggin in the crates DITC
[00:46.87] With two turntables before my MPC
[00:49.53] Now I flip the script
[00:50.80] Yeah this DJ spit
[00:51.83] And I write my own rhymes
[00:53.50] Produce my own shit
[00:54.42] I I I I I I
[00:58.23] I ain't the one to fuc wit (word)
[00:59.64] I I I I I I
[01:03.34] I ain't the one to fuc wit (word)
[01:04.52] I I I I I I
[01:08.56] I ain't the one to fuc wit (word)
[01:09.98] Write my own rhymes
[01:11.26] Produce my own shit
[01:12.79] Yeah boy
[01:13.47] I ain't the one to fuc wit (echo)
[01:16.56] We don't quit
[01:17.48] Ain't no place in this rap
[01:19.25] We don't sit
[01:19.83] I don't fuc around with clowns
[01:21.82] We don't grit
[01:22.88] Oysters, clams, steaks
[01:24.27] We eat those shit
[01:25.34] Move in silence
[01:26.66] Incognito shit
[01:28.25] Lil' man I don't dance on front street
[01:30.44] I left a clown missing front teeth
[01:32.40] Who want beef?
[01:33.36] Blow smoke in your face
[01:34.71] From the blunt leaf
[01:36.07] Awwh
[01:36.23] Niggas, wanna burn me bad
[01:38.18] But a bunch of mannequins
[01:39.41] Don't concern me dad
[01:40.54] Frontin' only goin' leave you on the gurney lad
[01:43.02] Fuckin with the wrong cat
[01:44.71] Earnie Lad
[01:46.16] Thumb in your throat
[01:47.36] Gun in the tote
[01:48.45] Either way smashing your dreams
[01:50.01] Dulling your hope
[01:50.87] Laughing all up in your face (k)
[01:52.82] What's happening
[01:53.39] Laughing all the way to Chase
[01:55.43] Manhattan
[01:56.52] I I I I I I
[01:59.67] I ain't the one to fuc wit (word)
[02:01.39] I I I I I I
[02:04.90] I ain't the one to fuc wit (word)
[02:06.21] I I I I I I
[02:09.83] I ain't the one to fuc wit (word)
[02:11.42] Write my own rhymes
[02:12.80] Produce my own shit
[02:14.39] Yeah boy
[02:14.96] I ain't the one to fuc wit (echo)
[02:16.86]