Trigga500k & BossMan DLow - Ain't Goin

★ Intro: Trigga500k ★
(G6K)
Uh, uh

★ Verse 1: Trigga500k ★
I'm the one that they dependin' on, I'm the one that made shit happen
I'm from Monticello, Florida, baby, I'm not from Tallahassee
Know I'm known for gettin' flakka off and runnin' up that cabbage Gotta watch how you lay on the bed, it's rats off in the mattress Niggas hate when I pop out and pop it, I don't give no fucks
Dare a nigga to play around with this shit, I bet I get him touched
Won't catch me doin' no flaw shit 'cause, nigga, it ain't in me
Them niggas ain't really real for real, they puttin' on an image
You know I'm off the block, for real, been wildin' from the piston
Need a housekeeper for how 'cause I been fuckin' up the kitchen
Need a rat cage for the Z, I do a half for cam kitchеn
Told them niggas flakka'll change your life, but thеy ain't wanna listen
Te-Tell 12 to get up off my dick, I'm chillin', I don't no nothin'
Send a bitch and get her nigga whacked while I'm somewhere out the country
Even though that pussy good and all, I'd rather go get some money
Nigga fuckin' up his chicken on that ho 'cause he a dummie

★ Chorus" Trigga500k & BossMan Dlow ★
Niggas lyin' about that motion, they ain't havin' and they know it
I'm the one turned up the trap, for real, and all them niggas know it
Like ten on me right now, nigga, piss me off and I'll throw it
Ain't nothin' like them other niggas, on gang, bitch, I ain't goin' (Big Za)

★ Verse 2: BossMan Dlow ★
Nigga, I ain't goin' for nothin', pussy nigga, is you crazy? (Nigga)
I'm a real street nigga, pussy shit ain't tolerated (Pussy)
Re-up with the plug, hit the kitchen, get in the lab, nigga (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Cut 'em up and bust 'em down, a hundred dollar slabs, nigga (Trap)
Put your fuckin' arm in that bowl and work your wrist, baby
Pull off in a basic car, pull up X6, baby (Vroom)
I'll make five hundred K like my name Trigga (Yeah)
I'ma count chicken, bossed up, paid nigga (Big Za)
I'm from Port Salerno, Florida, where we five percent the trucks (Nigga)
I spent sixty on this chain, nigga, ain't nothin' gettin' tucked (Pussy nigga)
Four hundred grams on my wrist, pussy nigga, I'm up (Yeah)
I'll put it in a nigga face, I don't give no fucks (Nah)
Don't be talkin' 'bout no motion, nigga, you know you dead broke (Broke-ass nigga)
I'll spend your right pocket on a Moncler coat (Yeah)
It's crazy how you need bakin' soda to cook coke (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
You ain't havin' nothin' but problems, pussy nigga, you look poor (Nigga)
Bitch, I'm lit behind these tinted windows, bitch, these diamonds hittin' (They hittin')
I can't let a nigga throw me off, bitch, I'm on a mission (A mission)
You ready to die about that bitch? Oh, that silly dude ridiculous, huh (Ridiculous, nigga)
I just left out Lenox, huh, boy, this shit here slippery, nigga (This shit here slippery, nigga)