Ain’t Shit Songtext
von Drexthejoint & Cypress Moreno

Oof (Cypress) tuh
It′s Mr. Ain't Shit (Ain′t Shit) huh
(Mr. Drexthejoint, though)
Uh, uh

Let's get one thing clear, y'all never did nothin′ to Drex, though (nothin′)
I get bitches, I ain't worried ′bout my ex-ho (nah)
Ugly-ass bitch, I only want her for the neck, though (whoo)
Wanna fight? Well, I'ma show you how this TEC blow

Mark-ass nigga, you better change your name to Marco (Mark)
All gas, uh, somethin′ like I'm Arco (gas), no drive-bys, better put it up in park, bro
We the reason why you lames don′t come out after dark, bro
Chunky-ass .40 for niggas that want problems (problems)
Man, stop bluffin', you ain't really want no drama (no drama)
Been that nigga, you can even ask my mama (my mama)
All I do is slide and bomb beats like Osama (whoo)

Throw that ass for Drex, bitch, yeah, throw it back (throw it back)
A real hot boy, I think I need an ice pack (whoo)
I know y′all made it y′all's, but can′t get that nigga back (uh)
I know niggas out to get me, so I never ever lack


I'm so BK, I′m still screamin', "Fuck Big Macs"
I woulda fucked your bitch, but my niggas been hit that
Stripped down your homie too, better come get his lick back
Get 15 G′s in one day, my niggas flip that

Drexthejoint, bro, prolly mad I fucked your main ho (main ho)
Me and Kray was fuckin' bitches like the Bang Bros (Bang Bros)
On your top, hm, somethin' like a Kangol (uh, uh)
And J Side is where them faggot niggas can′t go (uh)

Bitch-ass nigga, man, you somethin′ like a dyke bitch (whoo)
She been a bop, and you still tryna wife it (huh)
Who cooked this beat? Huh, that nigga Cypress (Cypress)
I was with my dawgs, yeah, somethin' like a sidekick

Let′s get one thing clear, y'all never did nothin′ to Drex, though (nothin')
I get bitches, I ain′t worried 'bout my ex-ho (nah)
Ugly-ass bitch, I only want her for the neck, though (whoo)
Wanna fight? Well, I'ma show you how this TEC blow

Mark-ass nigga, you better change your name to Marco (Mark)
All gas, uh, somethin′ like I′m Arco (gas), no drive-bys, better put it up in park, bro
We the reason why you lames don't come out after dark, bro
Chunky-ass .40 for niggas that want problems (problems)
Man, stop bluffin′, you ain't really want no drama (no drama)
Been that nigga, you can even ask my mama (my mama)
All I do is slide and bomb beats like Osama (Osama)