AINT SHIT SWEET / retro shorti

[Bridge]
Ain’t shit sweet here
Ain’t shit sweet bitch
Ain’t shit sweet here
Ain’t shit sweet bitch
Ain’t shit sweet here
Ain’t shit sweet bitch
Ain’t shit sweet here
Ain’t shit sweet bitch

[Chorus]
Uh, 5 shots I’m fine
Brown Deuce bomb bomb
Get loose I’m lit
Take flicks high times
Talk shit get bitch slapped off no lyin
Want smoke bomb bomb
D Smith Don Don

[Bridge]
Man these bitches ain’t shit
Man these bitches ain’t shit
Man these bitches ain’t shit
Man these bitches ain’t shit
Man these bitches ain’t shit
Man these bitches ain’t shit
Man these bitches ain’t shit

[Verse I]
If I die I’ll die lit
But ill be back surprise bitch
One of one a hybrid
Only strong survivn’
South side niggas goin cray
Fuck boy talk down all day
Tell em come and say it to my face
Ain’t shit sweet here don’t play
Lil nigga been a bad ass demon
Since he came up out his daddy semen
Only thing he stays on his schemin’
Never stops till it’s all completed
Ima pop up like a pop up book
None of you bitch niggas even want it
I don’t fear none nigga what’s an opponent?
If you know me, then you know I’m on

[Chorus]
Uh, 5 shots I’m fine
Brown Deuce bomb bomb
Get loose I’m lit
Take flicks high times
Talk shit get bitch slapped off no lyin
Want smoke bomb bomb
D Smith Don Don

(RETRO SHORTI)

[Chorus]
I’m a retro baby
And I’m known to get crazy
Only God can save me
It’s been awhile since I fade up
If a nigga talkin foul on me
Then the streets gone dial me
Front line in a rally
And we building up a salary
I told that bitch I need a challenge
Matter fact I need some balance
I don’t fuck around with averages
That’s for the birds and alley niggas
I’m from the south side of Cali
Sun shining on my melanin
I’m burning trees with my breverens
And keep a pocket rocket packed

[Verse I]
I'm a retro baby
And I'm known to get crazy
Never turnin' down a fade, straight
Slap a nigga in his face, tell em
Sit yo ass in yo place
Bitches know I can engage
Like a book they turn the page
They don't want this shit to end
Bitch I'm 10 times 10
And after that it's just the end
You wanna kick it gotta pay me
Some of y'all so Fugazi
My energy is not for playing
You ain't us stop complaining
Hold it down like an anchor
Ain't gotta bang to keep it gangsta
I ain't worried bout a thing cuh
Know God got my back

[Chorus]
I’m a retro baby
And I’m known to get crazy
Only God can save me
It’s been awhile since I fade up
If a nigga talkin foul on me
Then the streets gone dial me
Front line in a rally
And we building up a salary
I told that bitch I need a challenge
Matter fact I need some balance
I don’t fuck around with averages
That’s for the birds and alley niggas
I’m from the south side of Cali
Sun shining on my melanin
I’m burning trees with my breverens
And keep a pocket rocket packed