AIN’T MY FAULT Lyrics – Fredo Bang

Read the full AIN’T MY FAULT lyrics by Fredo Bang along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Fredo Bang’s music, you can also explore Young Ready and Casket, two other songs by Fredo Bang.

[Intro]
(Heero)
(Hardbody)
(Oh, that’s a whole lot of Money right there)

[Chorus]
Oh, yeah, b!tch, I heard what you said
When I’ see it, I’mma get it off y’all (Huh)
I know you mad, there’s a dog
In a dead, but probably that ain’t my fault
Ayy, ayy

[Verse 1]
I can’t leave my house without .40 Glock
Teflon (??) with the hoes to talk
Putting a (??) up on yo’ front, you won’t hear s*it, this ain’t no soda pop
With switch it look like I’ve been doing polka dots
We got cash for a motor, I’m too ready to (??) y’all
(??) (B!tch)
Tell your sister that I miss ’em, next time I’m out
I promise I ain’t ordering out (Okay)
I been on (??), that’s (??) I gon’ shoot (Okay)
B!tch, if you play with one of us, I fu*k around and come here too, n!ggas
(??) up in Miami, but my Draco up that boot
If you ain’t like that in your section, you a new (??)
Ain’t got a kill, I can tell by who you running with
B!tch, you a clown, he in my DM on some funny s*it
They nailed your dogtown to the floor, you left ’em leaking on it
We can tell it ain’t work, ’cause you be speaking on it

[Chorus]
Oh, yeah, b!tch, I heard what you said
When I’ see it, I’mma get it off y’all (Huh, ayy)
I know you mad, there’s a dog
In a dead, but probably that ain’t my fault

[Post-Chorus]

If you really wanna kill, grab yo’ gun and hit the field
Show me that really real
(??)
We don’t really like to play with ’em ones
On really knock your heads off

[Verse 2]
If wee see them, we hit them
Choppa chewing up them
Pop a b!tch and (??) going off dinner
I had a flight from Miami, I was coming to kill ’em
He back in time to shoot a video, we thugging, we’re killers
I ain’t tripping on s*it, I had that Glock on me there
And RP with the dog, he was next to me there
The same n!gga under pressure, I ain’t never going to sweat
‘Cause I ain’t met a n!gga that could get the best of me yet
You ain’t even got an ass, b!tch, you know that I’m clutching
Catch a brodda doing bad, he say he be thugging
If I ain’t up in the running, (??)
Can’t see me be with no n!gga known for internet thugging

[Chorus]
Oh, yeah, b!tch, I heard what you said
When I’ see it, I’mma get it off y’all (Huh, ayy)
I know you mad, there’s a dog
In a dead, but probably that ain’t my fault

[Outro]
If you really wanna kill, grab yo’ gun and hit the field
Show me that really real
(??)
We don’t really like to play with ’em ones
On really knock your heads off