"This Ain't What You Want" lyrics
Oh, oh, oh
Bitch
This ain't what you want
Man, this ain't what you want
Ah, yeah, yeah
Bitch, this ain't what you want
Clips longer than your arms, boy, this ain't what you want
I'll leave your ass stankin' in that motherfuckin' corner
Trust me, opp niggas, man, this ain't what you want
Bitch, this ain't what you want
This ain't what you want
Bitch, this ain't what you want
This ain't what you want
For the bands, they'll get you knocked off
I just want good top, so Tati topped me off
All my niggas hard body, we don't fuck with soap
These pussy ass niggas got my choppers goin' raw
Bitch, this the real, ain't what you want
You claim you out here drillin', but the guys seen you don't
Blowin' on this gas, call it loud, that's a skunk
Claiming that you tough'll get you stuffed in the trunk
Put the shotty pump to his body, he swear that now he buff
Spray the AK at all his partners, stay popped like Pizza Puff
Them thirties always poppin', we'll have your block rockin'
If you niggas out here flexing, then my niggas showstopping
Bodies dropping
Bitch, this ain't what you want
Clips longer than your arms, boy, this ain't what you want
I'll leave your ass stankin' in that motherfuckin' corner
Trust me, opp niggas, man, this ain't what you want
Bitch, this ain't what you want
This ain't what you want
Bitch, this ain't what you want
This ain't what you want
When it come to drillin', this ain't what you want
When it come to killin', this ain't what you want
I can make a call to the guys on the low
That'll bring them choppers out here and make everything be gone
So niggas better chill like they will when they won't
I ain't with the talking, fam, you better change your tone
I'm choking on that gas, got all the niggas stoned
These thots tryna bop, I might take a couple home
One-eight-hundred-Sahbabii, I do hits for the low
One-eight-hundred-Sahbabii, I do hits for the low
My fingers, they itching, they itching for the dope
And bitch, I'm 'bout that life, so
This ain't what you want
Bitch, this ain't what you want
Clips longer than your arms, boy, this ain't what you want
I'll leave your ass stankin' in that motherfuckin' corner
Trust me, opp niggas, man, this ain't what you want
Bitch, this ain't what you want
This ain't what you want
Bitch, this ain't what you want
This ain't what you want
Bitch
This ain't what you want
Man, this ain't what you want
Ah, yeah, yeah
Bitch, this ain't what you want
Clips longer than your arms, boy, this ain't what you want
I'll leave your ass stankin' in that motherfuckin' corner
Trust me, opp niggas, man, this ain't what you want
Bitch, this ain't what you want
This ain't what you want
Bitch, this ain't what you want
This ain't what you want
For the bands, they'll get you knocked off
I just want good top, so Tati topped me off
All my niggas hard body, we don't fuck with soap
These pussy ass niggas got my choppers goin' raw
Bitch, this the real, ain't what you want
You claim you out here drillin', but the guys seen you don't
Blowin' on this gas, call it loud, that's a skunk
Claiming that you tough'll get you stuffed in the trunk
Put the shotty pump to his body, he swear that now he buff
Spray the AK at all his partners, stay popped like Pizza Puff
Them thirties always poppin', we'll have your block rockin'
If you niggas out here flexing, then my niggas showstopping
Bodies dropping
Bitch, this ain't what you want
Clips longer than your arms, boy, this ain't what you want
I'll leave your ass stankin' in that motherfuckin' corner
Trust me, opp niggas, man, this ain't what you want
Bitch, this ain't what you want
This ain't what you want
Bitch, this ain't what you want
This ain't what you want
When it come to drillin', this ain't what you want
When it come to killin', this ain't what you want
I can make a call to the guys on the low
That'll bring them choppers out here and make everything be gone
So niggas better chill like they will when they won't
I ain't with the talking, fam, you better change your tone
I'm choking on that gas, got all the niggas stoned
These thots tryna bop, I might take a couple home
One-eight-hundred-Sahbabii, I do hits for the low
One-eight-hundred-Sahbabii, I do hits for the low
My fingers, they itching, they itching for the dope
And bitch, I'm 'bout that life, so
This ain't what you want
Bitch, this ain't what you want
Clips longer than your arms, boy, this ain't what you want
I'll leave your ass stankin' in that motherfuckin' corner
Trust me, opp niggas, man, this ain't what you want
Bitch, this ain't what you want
This ain't what you want
Bitch, this ain't what you want
This ain't what you want
