Onlybino! - Ain’t On lyrics
[Onlybino! - Ain’t On lyrics]
(Yeah, what the fuck going on, Maajins?)
(One and only) (Ahahahaha)
(Go, go, go, go) uh, uh
These niggas ain't know shit (Shit)
Running his block, like an MP5, I hit
These niggas uh uh uh uh, get off my dick
These niggas talking down bad
Get off my dick
Me with you get lit
These niggas ain't know shit
You is a lame, I got clouted
Still can't take my bitch (Yeah)
Cap with the fame, know you not nobody
These niggas steal my chips
Walk in that bitch with Prada, Balenci'
Why these niggas copy the drip?
Ayy, they like, "Damn nigga
Why your ass can't miss?"
I got bands, ho, but I ride around with that
(Blick) yeah these hatin' ass niggas fans
Get off my dick, Ayy
Stay ten toes by all my
Brothers, I can't switch, Ayy
We up the score, ridin' on opps
Hit anything, wе gon' spin on his block
Off the top, I'm not in a box
These niggas mid and watchin' thеy flop
I got the money, I'm countin' a lot
Bitch, I be gettin' the guap
Ayy, I make that bread on the spot
Makin' sure ain't no one whippin' the pot
Red dot on his head
Bitch try to play with the gang
We gon' leave him for dead
Not tryna talk if it ain't 'bout bread
Call him a pencil, we fill him with lead
(Yeah) call up my shooter, I know he
Gon' slide with that choppa
That choppa gon' knock off his legs
You can't hang with us 'cause
I heard you a rat
And I know you been talkin' to feds
We seen his heart in his chest
My brother tweakin', he off of the X
(Off of the X)
She want me 'cause she know I'm the best
(Yeah)
She like "Gomi, you better not test"'
Smokin' exotic when I'm in the west
Water my wrist, yeah my diamonds is wet
Put the drip on everytime I get dressed
I can't sleep and I won't get rest
Butterfly Doors onlybino!
ОЙДА (OIDA) oxxxymiron
(Yeah, ah, yeah) (Yeah, ah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, ah, yeah) (Yeah, ah, yeah, yeah)
I'm finna hop back in
You not my brother, you not my kid (Uh)
If you want a feat, tap in (No)
I asked the Lord to forgive my sins (Yeah)
All on your block, we gon' spin
I push the drop and we takin' the win
(Grrra)
I just spent like ten, red on my wrist
Yeah I'm too locked in
Me with you get lit
These niggas ain't know shit
You is a lame, I got clouted
Still can't take my bitch (Yeah)
Cap with the fame, know you not nobody
These niggas steal my chips
Walk in that bitch with Prada, Balenci'
Why these niggas copy the drip?
(One and only) (Ahahahaha)
(Go, go, go, go) uh, uh
These niggas ain't know shit (Shit)
Running his block, like an MP5, I hit
These niggas uh uh uh uh, get off my dick
These niggas talking down bad
Get off my dick
Me with you get lit
These niggas ain't know shit
You is a lame, I got clouted
Still can't take my bitch (Yeah)
Cap with the fame, know you not nobody
These niggas steal my chips
Walk in that bitch with Prada, Balenci'
Why these niggas copy the drip?
Ayy, they like, "Damn nigga
Why your ass can't miss?"
I got bands, ho, but I ride around with that
(Blick) yeah these hatin' ass niggas fans
Get off my dick, Ayy
Stay ten toes by all my
Brothers, I can't switch, Ayy
We up the score, ridin' on opps
Hit anything, wе gon' spin on his block
Off the top, I'm not in a box
These niggas mid and watchin' thеy flop
I got the money, I'm countin' a lot
Bitch, I be gettin' the guap
Ayy, I make that bread on the spot
Makin' sure ain't no one whippin' the pot
Red dot on his head
Bitch try to play with the gang
We gon' leave him for dead
Not tryna talk if it ain't 'bout bread
Call him a pencil, we fill him with lead
(Yeah) call up my shooter, I know he
Gon' slide with that choppa
That choppa gon' knock off his legs
You can't hang with us 'cause
I heard you a rat
And I know you been talkin' to feds
We seen his heart in his chest
My brother tweakin', he off of the X
(Off of the X)
She want me 'cause she know I'm the best
(Yeah)
She like "Gomi, you better not test"'
Smokin' exotic when I'm in the west
Water my wrist, yeah my diamonds is wet
Put the drip on everytime I get dressed
I can't sleep and I won't get rest
Butterfly Doors onlybino!
ОЙДА (OIDA) oxxxymiron
(Yeah, ah, yeah) (Yeah, ah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, ah, yeah) (Yeah, ah, yeah, yeah)
I'm finna hop back in
You not my brother, you not my kid (Uh)
If you want a feat, tap in (No)
I asked the Lord to forgive my sins (Yeah)
All on your block, we gon' spin
I push the drop and we takin' the win
(Grrra)
I just spent like ten, red on my wrist
Yeah I'm too locked in
Me with you get lit
These niggas ain't know shit
You is a lame, I got clouted
Still can't take my bitch (Yeah)
Cap with the fame, know you not nobody
These niggas steal my chips
Walk in that bitch with Prada, Balenci'
Why these niggas copy the drip?