My Fault Lyrics - King Von & A Boogie wit da Hoodie

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My Fault Lyrics

Banger

DJ on the beat so it’s a banger

Uh? What?

That’s not my fault

That’s not my fault

Von

I know you tired of niggas, girl, but that’s not my fault Nah

You need a real nigga, girl, and that’s what I thought Thought

She love Chanel and Gucci purses, that’s what I bought Uh-huh

She learned to love a real nigga, that’s what I taught Gang

I know you tired of niggas, girl, but that’s not my fault Nah, nah

You need a real nigga, girl, and that’s what I thought I thought

She love Chanel and Gucci purses, that’s what I bought I bought

She learned to love a real nigga, that’s what I taught

See, love don’t come around It don’t

So I suggest if you love them, you better hold ’em down Hold tight

I met this bitch up in the WIIIC, but she from out of town She was

And it’s fucked up how we first met, but that’s my baby now Uh-huh

Yeah, that’s my baby now On gang

See, I’m just mindin’ mine Uh-huh

I’m on that block, I’m sellin’ coke, ain’t got no nine-to-five Ain’t got no job

I’m posted up, my banger tucked when something caught my eye

I saw this bitch come down the stairs and asked her why she cryin’ What’s wrong?

And that’s when she replied

“That nigga beat on me He do, just wanna cheat on me” Yeah, he do

“He put his feet on me He do, I’m too raw, why he sleep on me?” Yeah

He playin’, I’ma put some cheese on him Huh? What?

Oh, she want him gone

And I know he be havin’ them ki’s on him Oh yeah?

Ayy, what dude be on?

I know you tired of niggas, girl, but that’s not my fault Nah

You need a real nigga, girl, and that’s what I thought Thought

She love Chanel and Gucci purses, that’s what I bought Uh-huh

She learned to love a real nigga, that’s what I taught Gang

I know you tired of niggas, girl, but that’s not my fault Nah, nah

You need a real nigga, girl, and that’s what I thought I thought

She love Chanel and Gucci purses, that’s what I bought

She learned to love a real nigga, that’s what I taught

New Chanely flavors for you, that’s what I bought

Bezel, Flavor Flav on you, that’s one big-ass watch

We both been unfaithful, but she know she’s my drive Yeah

Catch you with that nigga, I’m gon’ treat him like my opp

Stackin’ my bread to the ceiling, stayin’ ten toes

She tired of you, and I’m tired of drivin’ the Benz home

And all of my chains got big rocks, I’m a Flintstone for real For real, for real

She gave me the pussy then put me inside of the friend zone still

Left her on the table for you, that’s what I bought

I can cut off all of my hoes and spin the block

I been gettin’ paper like loose leaf, gettin’ guap

I got just enough for me and you, baby

I know you tired of niggas, girl, but that’s not my fault Nah

You need a real nigga, girl, and that’s what I thought Thought

She love Chanel and Gucci purses, that’s what I bought Uh-huh

She learned to love a real nigga, that’s what I taught Gang

I know you tired of niggas, girl, but that’s not my fault Nah, nah

You need a real nigga, girl, and that’s what I thought I thought

She love Chanel and Gucci purses, that’s what I bought

She learned to love a real nigga, that’s what I taught

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