Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wisdom
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wisdom Awute
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
K.I.D.
Producer
Lyrics
(I ain’t have…. Shit
I ain’t have….Shit
I ain’t haaaaave….Shit)
I ain’t have shit
I ain’t have shit
I ain’t have shit
I ain’t have shit
I ain’t have shit
I told her I ain’t never had shit
But I could always fuck a bad bitch
Young n****, paper chasing since I was jit
Selling weed in high school to help my momma pay the rent
You know I can’t stress a hoe, I be too motherfuckin lit
Drop down
Young n**** had to trap
Gun round
Young n**** tryna wack something
Back door shawty
Ran off on the plug like I’m Plies
Took the work, the n***** couldn’t get it back from me
(Let’s Go)
I ran up the money, now they act funny
Every time I pull it out, she throw the pussy back for me
I was bagging bad bitches, when I didn’t have money
Now I’m fucking Spanish speaking bitches like I’m bad bunny, yeah
Ahhhh
She a bad bunny
I hit her sister and her friend
That was too (two) bad for me
Drop it to the floor
I wanna see you make it clap for me
A n**** getting dough
Back in school, they used laugh at me
Told my momma I’m the hottest in the city
And I’m turnt
Waiting for a n**** to play with me, his ass is getting murked
Put him in the dirt
Like Gucci
All the bad bitches wanna flirt, I’m boujee
Focused on my money and my future
Tryna make a hundred million dollars off of music
Before I was a winner, was a loser
Loser
I told her I ain’t never had shit
But I could always fuck a bad bitch
Young n****, paper chasing since I was jit
Selling weed in high school to help my momma pay the rent
You know I can’t stress a hoe, I be too motherfuckin lit
Drop down
Young n**** had to trap
Gun round
Young n**** tryna wack something
Back door shawty
Ran off on the plug like I’m Plies
Took the work, the n***** couldn’t get it back from me
Ain’t nobody fucking with me, actually
I ain’t did a show in nine months
They said they didn’t have the cash for me
$500,000 for a show
I started getting so much money
I had to pay somebody else to do the tax for me
Girl, do you believe me
I fuck out her brains like a demon
I love how she suck on me
She my lil’ eater
She don’t spit it out
Cause it’s rich n**** semen
She really wanna fuck a n****
Cause my neck a freezer
My lil’ bitch, she get to teasing
That lil bitch, she get to eating
That lil bitch, she get to fiending
I’m just trying to find a reason
Not to stunt so hard
Well check it
I took the pain from the scars
Wrote it down and turned it into bars
Momma look how far, yeah
Your son so large
I know they wonder why a n**** go so hard
Hard
I told her I ain’t never had shit
But I could always fuck a bad bitch
Young n****, paper chasing since I was jit
Selling weed in high school to help my momma pay the rent
You know I can’t stress a hoe, I be too motherfuckin lit
Drop down
Young n**** had to trap
Gun round
Young n**** tryna wack something
Back door shawty
Ran off on the plug like I’m Plies
Took the work, the n***** couldn’t get it back from me
(I ain’t have…. Shit
I ain’t have….Shit
I ain’t haaaaave….Shit)
I ain’t have shit
I ain’t have shit
I ain’t have shit
I ain’t have shit
I ain’t have shit
Written by: Wisdom Awute