Future, Juvenile - Aintchu lyrics
Future [Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Future, Juvenile - Aintchu lyrics]
(Zaytoven) yeah, huh? Huh, huh
You the lil' one got that whole thing
Ain't you?
You got them boys around the corner
Runnin' wild on that molly, ain't you?
You pourin' up, your cup dirty, ain't you?
You got that mud inside your syrup, you
'bout to pour right up now, ain't you?
I bet a thousand on a thousand, ain't you?
You sippin' mud, on that dirty, ain't you?
You ready to ride on these niggas, ain't you?
You put designer on your eyes, ain't you?
You take the nine out them pies, ain't you?
You had that screen door swinging open
You was servin' all them dimes, ain't you?
You loaded up, you got that iron, ain't you?
(Ain't you?)
You snappin' chats, you on that Vine
Ain't you? (Ain't you?)
You tryna fuck her 'cause she fine
Ain't you? (Ain't you?)
You pull up West, in LA buckin' at boy
You can't get caught, you tryna
Sell the wrong kind, ain't you?
(Finesse) you sell that yay, you 'bout to
Go and serve your uncle, ain't you?
(Ain't you?) done seen that ghetto turn a
Nigga to a beast, yeah
(yeah) we on that kush, yeah, poured
Up on some drank, yeah
You the lil' one got that whole thing
Ain't you?
You got them boys around the corner
Runnin' wild on that molly, ain't you?
You pourin' up, your cup dirty, ain't you?
You got that mud inside your syrup, you
'bout to pour right up now, ain't you?
I bet a thousand on a thousand, ain't you?
You sippin' mud, on that dirty, ain't you?
You ready to ride on these niggas, ain't you?
(yeah, Future)
You put designer on your eyes, ain't you?
(I fuck with you, huh?)
You take the nine out them pies, ain't you?
(Rich Gang)
You that little nigga do the murders
Ain't you?
You double cuppin' 'cause you want us
To know you be sippin' syrup, ain't you?
You in them streets and you ain't scared
Ain't you?
Your family straight if you get killed
In the city, 'cause you insured, ain't you?
You got these niggas in they feelings
Ain't you? You got a bitch that got a
Booty as big as Serena Williams, ain't you?
You got bananas, ain't you?
For these gorillas, ain't you?
Someone don't pay, you most likely
Gon' have to kill 'em, ain't you?
You 'bout to move, ain't you?
You got the drop on lil'
Daddy and them Future dude, ain't you?
You 'bout to do it, ain't you?
Act like them niggas in Saint
Louis in the hood, ain't you?
Got your little Ruger on you, too
You 'bout to use it, ain't you?
You the lil' one got that whole thing
Ain't you?
You got them boys around the corner
Runnin' wild on that molly, ain't you?
You pourin' up, your cup dirty, ain't you?
You got that mud inside your syrup, you
'bout to pour up right now, ain't you?
I bet a thousand on a thousand, ain't you?
You sippin' mud, on that dirty, ain't you?
You ready to ride on these niggas, ain't you?
You put designer on your eyes, ain't you?
You take the nine out them pies, ain't you?
Bet a thousand, shoot a thousand
That ain't nothin' call Freebandz, nigga
I bet we'll break somethin'
Future just smashed, while Marlo
Right up next, you know what I'm sayin'?
All that, you know what I'm sayin'?
You the lil' one got that whole thing
Ain't you?
You got them boys around the corner
Runnin' wild on that molly, ain't you?
You pourin' up, your cup dirty, ain't you?
You got that mud inside your syrup, you
'bout to pour right up now, ain't you?
I bet a thousand on a thousand, ain't you?
You sippin' mud, on that dirty, ain't you?
You ready to ride on these niggas, ain't you?
You put designer on your eyes, ain't you?
You take the nine out them pies, ain't you?
You had that screen door swinging open
You was servin' all them dimes, ain't you?
You loaded up, you got that iron, ain't you?
(Ain't you?)
You snappin' chats, you on that Vine
Ain't you? (Ain't you?)
You tryna fuck her 'cause she fine
Ain't you? (Ain't you?)
You pull up West, in LA buckin' at boy
You can't get caught, you tryna
Sell the wrong kind, ain't you?
(Finesse) you sell that yay, you 'bout to
Go and serve your uncle, ain't you?
(Ain't you?) done seen that ghetto turn a
Nigga to a beast, yeah
(yeah) we on that kush, yeah, poured
Up on some drank, yeah
You the lil' one got that whole thing
Ain't you?
You got them boys around the corner
Runnin' wild on that molly, ain't you?
You pourin' up, your cup dirty, ain't you?
You got that mud inside your syrup, you
'bout to pour right up now, ain't you?
I bet a thousand on a thousand, ain't you?
You sippin' mud, on that dirty, ain't you?
You ready to ride on these niggas, ain't you?
(yeah, Future)
You put designer on your eyes, ain't you?
(I fuck with you, huh?)
You take the nine out them pies, ain't you?
(Rich Gang)
You that little nigga do the murders
Ain't you?
You double cuppin' 'cause you want us
To know you be sippin' syrup, ain't you?
You in them streets and you ain't scared
Ain't you?
Your family straight if you get killed
In the city, 'cause you insured, ain't you?
You got these niggas in they feelings
Ain't you? You got a bitch that got a
Booty as big as Serena Williams, ain't you?
You got bananas, ain't you?
For these gorillas, ain't you?
Someone don't pay, you most likely
Gon' have to kill 'em, ain't you?
You 'bout to move, ain't you?
You got the drop on lil'
Daddy and them Future dude, ain't you?
You 'bout to do it, ain't you?
Act like them niggas in Saint
Louis in the hood, ain't you?
Got your little Ruger on you, too
You 'bout to use it, ain't you?
You the lil' one got that whole thing
Ain't you?
You got them boys around the corner
Runnin' wild on that molly, ain't you?
You pourin' up, your cup dirty, ain't you?
You got that mud inside your syrup, you
'bout to pour up right now, ain't you?
I bet a thousand on a thousand, ain't you?
You sippin' mud, on that dirty, ain't you?
You ready to ride on these niggas, ain't you?
You put designer on your eyes, ain't you?
You take the nine out them pies, ain't you?
Bet a thousand, shoot a thousand
That ain't nothin' call Freebandz, nigga
I bet we'll break somethin'
Future just smashed, while Marlo
Right up next, you know what I'm sayin'?
All that, you know what I'm sayin'?