Ain't Right - Waka Flocka Flame, D Dash, Chaz Gotti

I’m sick of these niggas just talkin about that life

Yo broke ass nigga just barkin ain’t got no bite

I’m a trill ass nigga, you lame ass niggas ain’t right

Bitch I’m certified, you lame ass niggas ain’t right

You ain’t right, you ain’t right

I’m a real ass nigga, you bitch ass niggas ain’t right

You ain’t right, you ain’t right

I’m certified, you bitch ass niggas ain’t right

They talkin, feel like I owe um something

Guess what I don’t, oh, I don’t owe a nigga nothing

Get the fuck up out my face

Fuck niggas ain’t talkin bout nothing

Ya’ll niggas out here starving

They really ain’t getting no money

No bitches with em, they lonely

Screaming real nigga, they phony

I’m boolin' like Rich Homie

My lifestyle like Tony

I’m the king, ain’t no dethroning

To the top, that’s where I’m going

DG to the death of me

Dunk that my big homey (Dirt Gang!)

I’m sick of these niggas just talkin about that life

Yo broke ass nigga just barkin ain’t got no bite

I’m a trill ass nigga, you lame ass niggas ain’t right

Bitch I’m certified, you lame ass niggas ain’t right

You ain’t right, you ain’t right

I’m a real ass nigga, you bitch ass niggas ain’t right

You ain’t right, you ain’t right

I’m certified, you bitch ass niggas ain’t right

Ain’t no broke nigga round my circle

Be bool, nigga talk might murk you

Rolling off a molly, blowing purple

I’m a get money nigga, yelling out fuck you

Broke nigga go and get a check

Yellow diamonds on my neck

Bad bitches love when a nigga flex

Throwin bands on my ex

These niggas ain’t right, these niggas ain’t right

Style on muddy, yeah I’m drinking on Sprite

G-check nigga, shout «what it be like?»

Yo big homey fool, yo hood ain’t right

You a dog, niggas like you I show no love to

Young cause I love to

Open up his head for a fucking ounce or two, I’m Piru

I’m sick of these niggas just talkin about that life (Squad)

Yo broke ass nigga just barkin ain’t got no bite

I’m a trill ass nigga, you lame ass niggas ain’t right

Bitch I’m certified, you lame ass niggas ain’t right

You ain’t right, you ain’t right

I’m a real ass nigga, you bitch ass niggas ain’t right

You ain’t right, you ain’t right

I’m certified, you bitch ass niggas ain’t right

Ya’ll niggas ain’t right, ya’ll niggas too wrong

Ya’ll niggas fell off, nigga I’m too on

And my gas, too strong, and my pistol, tool on

And when I bust that bitch, swear I won’t stop til ya’ll niggas gone

Rex Rd.

in this bitch

Turn up, turn up

Let go of this bitch

Turn up, turn up

Wrecking Crew in this bitch

Turn up, turn up

And if a nigga disrespect, let loose in this bitch

Turn up turn up

I’m D-Dash

I’m sick of these niggas just talkin about that life

Yo broke ass nigga just barkin ain’t got no bite

I’m a trill ass nigga, you lame ass niggas ain’t right

Bitch I’m certified, you lame ass niggas ain’t right

You ain’t right, you ain’t right

I’m a real ass nigga, you bitch ass niggas ain’t right

You ain’t right, you ain’t right

I’m certified, you bitch ass niggas ain’t right