It ain't my fault that I be flexin' on these niggas It ain't my fault I chased his bread instead of bitches It ain't my fault, it ain't my fault, ayy It ain't my fault, ayy It ain't my fault that your bitch wanna text some niggas It ain't my fault that we ain't got the same ambition It ain't my fault, ayy It ain't my fault, ayy No, it ain't my fault, I got sauce And I'm a boss, I got raw My southern drawl, got the little bitch pants comin' off I'm snowin' packin', I'm gon' get it on When it hit some pounds in my new loft Kickin' this flame, put this *** drippin' off I do the dance, and then I get lost I'm gone, don't call my phone, I'm tryna bone It won't be long till I get on That nigga ain't right, so I did him wrong Toot, toot, toot, toot, so you know I spit that real and y'all niggas jones *** how you feel, put that on my dome You know I *** that little bitch down to the moon My diamond water, your bitch water I might roar, that's your daughter Never saw her, but I might call She been over, look at her, I miss her paw If I serve this juice, then it gotta be dark Can't cut with this blade, it gotta be sharp The smell make me nauseous, I shoot an imposter My mama eatin' on noodles and pasta It ain't my fault that I be flexin' on these niggas It ain't my fault I change this bread instead of bitches It ain't my fault, ayy It ain't my fault, ayy It ain't my fault that your bitch wanna text some niggas It ain't my fault that we ain't got the same ambition It ain't my fault, ayy It ain't my fault, ayy We ain't got the same ambition Nigga, we don't need to *** the same kind of bitches Nigga, we ain't even got the same kind of vision Cut from another clout, we ain't the same kind of nigga I'm really ashamed of you niggas Make the whole field spit, how lame are you niggas? Hell yeah, I cut I'm blaming you niggas Blow the bitch's head up, now she thinkin' she bigger The *** is you thinkin', my nigga? Get in front of the law and start singin', my nigga And I really thought that they were dancing, my nigga Now *** around and start blankin', my nigga What's up with them bangers, my nigga? Put your fingers up and start bangin', my nigga Rip, rip that ***, what you claimin', my nigga? If they start trippin', let them rank out, my nigga You know what crazy? A lot of these niggas, they tried to play me Didn't think I would make it But now I'ma throw that *** up in they faces Put that on my baby I'ma *** on these niggas and cook, I take me The *** is you sayin'? I'ma lick the plate clean, then I'ma scrape 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 Yeah It ain't my fault, ayy Yeah It ain't my fault that your bitch wanna text some niggas 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 Yeah It ain't my fault, ayy Yeah