Babyface Ray, Big Sean, Hit-Boy - It Ain't My Fault lyrics

Yeah silly-ass, fuckin' run up, smackin' up
Yeah (Hit-Boy)

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 movin' faulty
It ain't my fault I'm rockin' Ricky
Keep that blicky on me
It ain't my fault when I pop out
Nothin' less than fifty on me

It ain't my fault that they got shifty on me
Tony Hawk
I'm used to niggas gettin' tricky on me
Party pack, told her, "Take that
" went Diddy on her
Trackhawk, I hit the pedal
Three-sixty 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 protectin' my energy
My advice to you, don't become my enemy
Groupies grab me at my shows
So I know that they feelin' me
I just left 'em in her throat, girl
You know ain't no kissin' me, yeah
In the trenches rockin' Sean Bape
Your shawty wild (For real)
I was quick to slam her like DeAndre

It ain't my fault you got your shit snatched
It ain't my fault you had no money
Go get your shit back
It ain't my fault I drew the blueprint
Now I'm livin' that naomi Osaka's arena
We servin' and playin' 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 simpin' over bitches
I done passed up

Real niggas goin' 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 ho
Hop out the bed and turn my swag on
Ain't no more humble shit, I'm poppin'
Shit, I'm poppin' tags on 'em, nigga

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 movin' faulty
It ain't my fault I'm rockin' Ricky
Keep that blicky on me
It ain't my fault when I pop out
Nothin' less than fifty on me

H-H-Hit-Boy on the beat, so bitch
So you gotta go berserk

Got expensive taste, still a hood nigga
Pints in the cabinet, lights, camera, action
I'ma keep a cup full
When them cameras flashin'
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 dancin'
Brodie told me 'bout you, bitch, yeah
Actin' classy yeah, I heard about you
Know you heard about us
All my lil' niggas shoot
Feel like Curry father (Pew)
If I want it, then I get it
Timmy Turner problems

Cameras on me like I'm walkin' out the trial
I'm up thirty fuckin' million
She gon' want the child
Tax bracket out of reach
I ain't reachin' out
NBA-type NDAs, ain't shit leakin' out
Rememberin' all the love you
Bitch-ass niggas never showed
And a heart on one below
And you niggas came up out the
Mud and didn't even grow
Tunnel vision, carpal tunnel
Niggas politickin'
What the fuck you runnin' for?
Whip came with a ticket, valet keys
She gon' cheat for LA breeze
I'm with Babyface, I feel like LA reid

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 tellin' me to keep
This shit a hundred, 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 lyin' if I say
I ain't in the A
Keep them squares out your circle
So we flick 'em through the day
Trust me, old friends hatin' 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 comin' in from Philly, so I rock Milano

Americano, M's stack on top of M's
Shit look like McDonald's
I don't need a Kim K, I need Griselda Blanco
All my niggas on they John Wick
And leave you John Doe