Doe Boy – Ain’t My Fault Lyrics

Ain’t My Fault Lyrics – Doe Boy

RBO GS9 (Ayy)
Everybody, what the fuck is up, yo? (Ayy, ayy, ah-ah-ah)
I just [?] on that dead ass nigga (Ah-ah-ah, huh?)
[?], you talkin’ on that dead ass nigga, that’s (Ah, ah, ah, get shmurda’d)
Sniper gang (Ah-ah-ah, huh? Get shmurda’d)

Heard your big homie a pussy (It ain’t my fault)
Your baby momma gave me pussy (It ain’t my fault)
My niggas vets, you niggas rookies (It ain’t my fault)
Lil Jon gave [?] with a fully (It ain’t my fault)
It ain’t my fault, try me, he get shmurda’d
It ain’t my fault, toss a body to the shmurdas
It ain’t my fault, my young niggas play with burners
It ain’t my fault (Really), it ain’t my fault

That the opp got caught
Fuck the drive-by, gang hop out, war
Ridin’ with the chop’, I stay with it like an aux’
Ain’t my fault, your bitch in love with the lean
Fresh out the box, that bitch clean
Doe Beezy that nigga, e’rry bad bitch dream
Fuck that hoe, my sneaky link a AR-15 (That’s the only thing I’m lean)
Nigga ran up on it, he got shmurda’d like he Bob
Fetti with me, don’t try me unless you smokin’ Bobby (Baow, baow, baow)
They scream, “Ah, ah, ah,” he get bodied (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Do a drill with [?] then hop on the track with Rowdy (Huh? Oh, really)

Wish I wouldn’t’ve hit ’em, wasn’t my fault (It wasn’t my fault, boom)
All my niggas, they want hunnid, they can’t be bought (All my niggas, they want hunnid)
Fifty chop’ on the porch, then put it in sport (Skrrt, skrrt)
This Gat’ got two new bodies, I can’t get caught (Woo, bah, bah-bah)
Just shitted on these niggas, did I do that? (Did I do that?)
I just shitted on these bitches, did they look back? (Did they look back?)
Gotta watch out for these niggas, I gotta move tac’ (I gotta move super tac’)
I just brought my niggas two bitches, two .50s with mags (And that shit no cap)
Tell that nigga that’s movin’ too crazy to chill, tell that nigga, “Relax” (Huh?)
The bitch that just walked by with Chanel on her foot, tell her, “Come sit on my lap” (Come on)
Tell my sister, “Rich girl, [?], I think you met your match” (Ayy, ayy)
AR both got APs on (Ayy, ayy)
(What? Bet you can’t bust it like that)

It ain’t my fault, try me, he get shmurda’d
It ain’t my fault, toss a body to the shmurdas
It ain’t my fault, my young niggas play with burners
It ain’t my fault (Really), it ain’t my fault
Heard your big homie a pussy (It ain’t my fault)
Your baby momma gave me pussy (It ain’t my fault)
My niggas vets, you niggas rookies (It ain’t my fault)

I paid thirty-six for cookie and ninety for the roll
, it ain’t my fault

McLaren, my bitch

My bag ain’t got a hole, I been in this bitch for years
I just took back the Bentley, I might take back the Urus

, the only reason
Got blood still on my knuckles

I don’t care how hot it is, bitch

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