Buddy ft. Matt OX - Ain't Sweet Lyrics

(No brick, I gotta get a point)
Ayy

This shit ain't cheap (cheap)
Nigga, this shit ain't sweet (sweet)
She mad her nigga ain't me (ain't me)
He soft, that nigga ain't street (ew)
Who want beef? (Beef)
Got bread, got lettuce, got cheese (got cheese)
OG's only smoke OG (yeah)
Fuck your blunt, that shit ain't weed (ew)

Your shit ain't hot, it's cold (it's cold)
That bitch ain't new, she old (she old)
That nigga ain't rich, he broke (he broke)
Not feelin' it, no
My shit ain't clean (clean)
It's dirty (dirty), she dirty (dirty)
She's thirsty (thirsty), reversed it (reversed it)
She twerkin' (twerkin'), she perfect, ayy

This shit ain't cheap (cheap)
Nigga, this shit ain't sweet (sweet)
She mad her nigga ain't me (ain't me)
He soft, that nigga ain't street (ew)
Who want beef? (Beef)
Got bread, got lettuce, got cheese (got cheese)
OG's only smoke OG (yeah)
Fuck your blunt, that shit ain't weed (ew)

I'm 'bout to roll this motherfuckin' blunt
All of these hoes keep hittin' me up
We mixin' potions down in the dungeon
All of this money, still never enough

Hold up, got my doors up
Hoes out, put the window down
Hop in the Rover, no I don't know ya
Diamonds get colder, my neck on frozen
I got my own bucks, no, I don't owe ya
He wouldn't owe nothin', and I been told ya (?)
I'ma cash blower, blower, blower
Your pockets gettin' lower, lower, lower
Boy, I been told ya, I get my dough up
That boy a folder, no, he don't know us
Your money move slower, you gotta get closer
You burn like a toaster, hop out the roadster (skrrt)
I'ma just go first, in no hearse
I don't know her, but she got posters
She want me to post her, she want me to go flirt
But I know she just want cash up in her purse

Ayy, this shit ain't cheap (cheap)
Nigga, this shit ain't sweet (sweet)
She mad her nigga ain't me (ain't me)
He soft, that nigga ain't street (ew)
Who want beef? (Beef)
Got bread, got lettuce, got cheese (got cheese)
OG's only smoke OG (yeah)
Fuck your blunt, that shit ain't weed (ew)

I'm 'bout to roll this motherfuckin' blunt
All of these hoes keep hittin' me up
We mixin' potions down in the dungeon
All of this money, still never enough
I'm 'bout to roll this motherfuckin' blunt
All of these hoes keep hittin' me up
We mixin' potions down in the dungeon
All of this money, still never enough