It Ain’t My Fault Yella Beezy

[Intro]
Shun On Da-
It ain't my fault, ayy
It ain't my fault, ayy
Shun On Da Beat

[Chorus]
It ain't my fault that I be flexin' on these niggas
(It ain't my fault)
It ain't my fault I chase this bread instead of bitches
(It ain't my fault)
It ain't my fault, ayy (Ayy)
It ain't my fault, ayy (Ayy)
It ain't my fault that your bitch wanna text a nigga
(It ain't my fault)
It ain't my fault that we ain't got the same ambition
(It ain't my fault)
It ain't my fault, ayy (Ayy)
It ain't my fault, ayy (Ayy)

[Verse 1]
No, it ain't my fault
I got sauce and I'm a boss
I got raw, my southern drawl
Got the lil' bitch panties comin' off
I stole a pack and I go get it off
Went and hid some pounds in my new loft
Kickin' this swag, boy, this shit drippin' off
I do the dash and then I get lost
Skrrt, huh, hoo, I'm gone
Don't call my phone, you ain't tryna bone
It won't be long 'til I get on
That nigga ain't right so I did 'im wrong
Doot-doot-doot-doot to your dome
I- I- I spit the real and y'all niggas joke
Fuck how you feel, put that on my dome
You know I fucked that lil' bitch down 'til the morn'
My diamond, water, your bitch, water
I might raw her, that's your daughter
Never saw her, but I might call her
She bend over, look at her, hi, Mrs. Parker
If I serve this juice then it gotta be darker
Can't cut with this blade, it gotta be sharper
The smell make me nauseous, I shoot at imposters
Margiela, eatin' on noodles and pasta