Waka Flocka Flame & Young Sizzle
Ain’t Shit Sweet
[Intro: Waka Flocka Flame]
Aw man, they 'round here talking crazy 'bout the kid man...
You know I don't do no popping for promotion
Social media for promotion man
When I see you, I'ma pull right up on your li'l stupid ass
I'ma direct this to every n***a on my dick
SQUAD!

[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame]
Ain't shit sweet n***a (4x)
Told these motherfuckers, ain't shit sweet n***a
Told these motherfuckers, I'ma show these motherfuckers
Told these motherfuckers, ain't shit sweet n***a
Ain't shit sweet n***a

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
Told these motherfuckers, ain't shit sweet
Jugging with the rock like [?]
Got a bitch, got a condo out on 10th Street
Sipping codeine like Pimp C
If a n***a really really wanna tempt me
I'm a bust the choppa 'til it's empty
Pussy n***a really don't offend me
Whole body red up in this Fendi
Young n***a walking with the pocket monster
I can get ya hit up with the rocket launcher
Chilling in the cut rolling up ganga
N***as really fake, really need a Oscar
N***as see my swag like they got binoculars
BSM the mob but my n***as robbers
Say you getting money but you really toddlers
Only way to do it, I'ma sell it proper
Rollie presidential watch, I gotta have it
Chilling in the kitchen with a automatic
Coming from the city turn you to a savage
Golds in my mouth, Ol' Dirty Bastard
Really [?] for the gusto
Turn your baby momma to a custo'
When I flip out, go nutso
Hit a motherfucker for the truckload
[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame]
Told these motherfuckers, ain't shit sweet n***a
Ain't shit sweet n***a
Really undercover, ain't shit sweet n***a
Ain't shit sweet n***a
Told these motherfuckers, ain't shit sweet n***a
Told these motherfuckers, I'ma show these motherfuckers
Told these motherfuckers, ain't shit sweet n***a
Ain't shit sweet n***a

[Verse 2: Sizzle]
Spend a li'l hundred, baby girl I got the money
Come and pull up on a pussy n***a, bunkin' and I make [?]
Sizzle still getting it, pussy n***a you ain't saying nothing
Claiming that you shot shit, n***a you ain't spraying nothing
Sizzle still getting it, I'll never ever stop
Took a old hundred grand and went and bought a rich Glock
Bought a new house off the motherfucking crop
Walk around this motherfucker with a hundred and some crocs
N***as talking beef and they don't really wanna see this shit
I been getting to it, walking 'round not speaking shit
Got a real choppa for you n***a with the sneaky shit
Fuck her one time then I tell the hoe to beat it bitch
Still with the motherfucking madness
I been thumbing through it and I'm counting with a passion
All about a check so a n***a living savage
I been getting rich while you n***as living average
Took my neck and wrist and went and filled it up with karats
Swear you n***as telling shit, you n***as like a parrot
Got a n***a reaching cause the haters keep staring
Low to the earth, got a young n***a [?]
[?] Flexing, got your main bitch famine
Put her on a plane while another bitch landing
N***a keep it real, you a motherfucking standard
I been getting to it, bitch them motherfucking bands in
[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame]
Told you motherfuckers, ain't shit sweet n***a
Ain't shit sweet n***a
Really undercover, ain't shit sweet n***a
Ain't shit sweet n***a
Living in the trenches, leave ya six feet n***a
Ain't shit sweet n***a (3x)

[Verse 3: Waka Flocka Flame]
Told you motherfuckers, ain't shit sweet n***a
Sitting on top where I'm meant to be, n***a
Yeah I really know I'm killing these n***as
I'm 'bout to start revealing these n***as
[?] with a European stitch
[?] white girl, that's a European bitch
Cuban linked up, I ain't feeling these haters
Tryna count a cool hundred mill on these haters
Hats on hats got me feeling these vapors
Put him on a shirt, send him to the funny papers (Bow! Bow!)
Living in a mansion, got some big money neighbors
Rolling like a fool, palm trees like a Laker
Balling like majors, walking on gators
I could make [?] by the trailer
Turn the bitch in to a tractor trailer
Slid up in that pussy like a sailor
Fuck all these n***as, chase paper
Cross me, you meeting your maker
Come get a hit of this molly (n***a)
I sell it in 4 different flavors
Fully all up with the lasers
I get my lean from Decatur
Thumbing through hundreds, thumbing through hundreds
Don't get it twisted, we gangsta
[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame]
Told you motherfuckers, ain't shit sweet n***a
Ain't shit sweet n***a
Really undercover, ain't shit sweet n***a
Ain't shit sweet n***a
Living in the trenches, leave ya six feet n***a
Ain't shit sweet n***a (3x)