AIN’T GON PUSH

[Chorus]
I been on this fucking swag for a long time
I been on this fucking swag for a long time
He don’t want no fucking smoke, push up, then he dying
All my opps go out like hoes, I got they Momma crying
He ain’t gone push, he ain’t gone push
He ain’t gone push, he ain’t gone push
He ain’t gone push, he ain’t gone push
He ain’t gone push, he ain’t gone push

[Verse]
Got them like, “What the fuck?”
I got them counting they days, they done
My bitch like, “What the fuck”
She don’t wanna see me crash bout none
Stepping out brand new fits, want me to match her brand new jacket
I see my opp, lil boy a bitch, he want that smoke, I told him, “Let’s match it”
And I created this brand new fashion
And I created this brand new status
I fuck my bitch, she pop-star status
Brand new bitch, the ho too ratchet
I see everybody, cutting them off, I bury the hatchet
He ain’t scaring nobody, ain’t walking the block, he need to can it
Talk bout all that style that they fucking took
Talk bout all the style that I made, while they all just look
Talk bout all them bitches that I slayed, bitch, I’m fucking they foot
Talk bout all the motherfuckers they I made, bitch, I gave him that hook

[Chorus]
I been on this fucking swag for a long time
I been on this fucking swag for a long time
He don’t want no fucking smoke, push up, then he dying
All my opps go out like hoes, I got they Momma crying
He ain’t gone push, he ain’t gone push
He ain’t gone push, he ain’t gone push
He ain’t gone push, he ain’t gone push
He ain’t gone push, he ain’t gone push