Hit-Boy - It Ain't My Fault lyrics

[Chorus: Big Sean & Babyface Ray] It ain't my fault I got that glow and I can't get it off me It ain't my fault these ni**as ain't solid and they moving faulty It ain't my fault I'm rocking Ricky, keep that blicky on me It ain't my fault when I pop out nothing less than 50 on me [Verse 1: Big Sean & Babyface Ray] It ain't my fault that they got shifty on me Tony Hawk, I'm used to ni**as getting tricky on me Party Pack, told her take that, and went Diddy on me Trackhawk, I hit the pedal, 360 on 'em Ain't my fault my back got the whole city on it Ain't my fault my back got the whole city on it Keep the thriller close, I'm protecting my energy My advice to you: don't become my enemy Groupies grab me at my shows, so I know that they feeling me I just left 'em in her throat, girl you know ain't no kids in me In the trenches rocking ?, your shawty wild I was quick to slime her like DeAndre [Big Sean] It ain't my fault you got your sh*t snatched It ain't my fault you ain't have your money, go get your sh*t back It ain't my fault I drew the blueprint and I'm living that Naomi Osaka's arena, we serving and playing with big racks Got the baddest face down, ass up Since I got my tax up, the most you ever made in your life I done made, forgot about, and had it stashed up Simple ni**as simping over b*tches I done passed up [Babyface Ray] Real ni**as going out of style, feel like the last one I got my bag up, ain't sit around when I ain't have much I fu*k on your hoe, hop out the bed and turn my swag on Ain't no more humble sh*t, I'm popping sh*t I'm popping tags on em [Chorus: Big Sean & Babyface Ray] It ain't my fault I got that glow and I can't get it off me It ain't my fault these ni**as ain't solid and they moving faulty It ain't my fault I'm rocking Ricky, keep that blicky on me It ain't my fault when I pop out nothing less than 50 on me [PART 2] [Verse: Babyface Ray] Got expensive taste, still a hood ni**a Pints in the cabinet, lights, camera, action I'ma keep a cup full when them cameras flashing Give my ni**as hope, I feel like a pastor Wanna live like me, you might have to chance it No I don't need no tip, boy my diamonds dancing Brodie told me 'bout you b*tch, stop acting classy Yeah I heard about you Know you heard about us All my lil' ni**as shoot, feel like Curry ? If I want it then I get it, Timmy Turner problems [Verse: Big Sean] Cameras on me like I'm walking out the trial I'm up 30 fu*king million, she gon' want the child Tax bracket out of reach, I ain't reaching out NBA-type NDAs, sh*t ain't leaking out Remembering all the love you b*tch ass ni**as never showed ? And you ni**as came up out the mud and didn't even grow Tunnel vision, carpal tunnel ni**as politicing What the fu*k you running for? Whip came with a ticket, valet keys She gon' chief in LA breeze I'm with Babyface, I feel like LA Reid [Verse: Babyface Ray] I'm with Sean Don, no Dom Perignon, b*tch it's lean Push to start, foreign hit it, that b*tch fart, what's a key? They keep telling me to keep this sh*t 100, I'm a G From the Dirty Glove, gotta keep it on you in the streets What more can I say? Promise you I'm lying if I say I ain't ? Keep them squares out your circle, so we flick up through the day Trust me Old friends hating on a ni**a, b*tches love me Hands all dirty in the field like it's rugby Gang ties, mafioso like I'm Lucky... Luciano Pints coming in from Philly so I rock Milano [Big Sean] Americano, Ms stack on top of Ms sh*t look like McDonald's I don't need a Karen care, I need Griselda Blanco All my ni**as on they John Wick and leave you John Doe