[Chorus: Big Sean & Babyface Ray] It ain't my fault I got that glow and I can't get it off me It ain't my fault these niggas ain't solid and they moving faulty It ain't my fault I'm rocking Ricky, keep that blicky on me It ain't my fault when I pop out nothing less than 50 on me It ain't my fault that they got shifty on me Tony Hawk, I'm used to niggas getting tricky on me Party Pack, told her take that, and went Diddy on me Trackhawk, I hit the pedal, 360 on 'em Ain't my fault my back got the whole city on it Ain't my fault my back got the whole city on it Keep the thriller close, I'm protecting my energy My advice to you: don't become my enemy Groupies grab me at my shows, so I know that they feeling me I just left 'em in her throat, girl you know ain't no kids in me In the trenches rocking ?, your shawty wild I was quick to slime her like DeAndre
[Big Sean] It ain't my fault you got your shit snatched It ain't my fault you ain't have your money, go get your shit back It ain't my fault I drew the blueprint and I'm living that Naomi Osaka's arena, we serving and playing with big racks Got the baddest face down, ass up Since I got my tax up, the most you ever made in your life I done made, forgot about, and had it stashed up Simple niggas simping over bitches I done passed up
[Babyface Ray] Real niggas going out of style, feel like the last one I got my bag up, ain't sit around when I ain't have much I fuck on your hoe, hop out the bed and turn my swag on Ain't no more humble shit, I'm popping shit I'm popping tags on em
[Chorus: Big Sean & Babyface Ray] It ain't my fault I got that glow and I can't get it off me It ain't my fault these niggas ain't solid and they moving faulty It ain't my fault I'm rocking Ricky, keep that blicky on me It ain't my fault when I pop out nothing less than 50 on me
[PART 2]
[Verse: Babyface Ray] Got expensive taste, still a hood nigga Pints in the cabinet, lights, camera, action I'ma keep a cup full when them cameras flashing Give my niggas hope, I feel like a pastor Wanna live like me, you might have to chance it No I don't need no tip, boy my diamonds dancing Brodie told me 'bout you bitch, stop acting classy Yeah I heard about you Know you heard about us All my lil' niggas shoot, feel like Curry ? If I want it then I get it, Timmy Turner problems
[Verse: Big Sean] Cameras on me like I'm walking out the trial I'm up 30 fucking million, she gon' want the child Tax bracket out of reach, I ain't reaching out NBA-type NDAs, shit ain't leaking out Remembering all the love you bitch ass niggas never showed ? And you niggas came up out the mud and didn't even grow Tunnel vision, carpal tunnel niggas politicing What the fuck you running for? Whip came with a ticket, valet keys She gon' chief in LA breeze I'm with Babyface, I feel like LA Reid
[Verse: Babyface Ray] I'm with Sean Don, no Dom Perignon, bitch it's lean Push to start, foreign hit it, that bitch fart, what's a key? They keep telling me to keep this shit 100, I'm a G From the Dirty Glove, gotta keep it on you in the streets What more can I say? Promise you I'm lying if I say I ain't ? Keep them squares out your circle, so we flick up through the day Trust me Old friends hating on a nigga, bitches love me Hands all dirty in the field like it's rugby Gang ties, mafioso like I'm Lucky... Luciano Pints coming in from Philly so I rock Milano [Big Sean] Americano, Ms stack on top of Ms shit look like McDonald's I don't need a Karen care, I need Griselda Blanco All my niggas on they John Wick and leave you John DoeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
