Something Aint Right by Too Lippy Lyrics
[Intro: Too Lippy, Janin x Fabz]
Too Lippy
Money Affi Mek, Gyally Affi Tek!
J from the G
Rolling with E and Fabz and Too Lippy yeah
GHR baby, yeah
[Verse 1: Too Lippy]
Yo
How can them man try fooling me (Mmm!)
I don’t speak no bullshit but best believe I understand that language fluently (Uh-huh)
I ain’t got no time for them eediats (No time)
‘Cause them yutes fake it (Uh)
Them man remind me of a cone (Uh-huh)
‘Cause they got two faces (Uh-huh!)
You likkle two-faced bitch (Yeah, Bao!)
I try surround myself around real jiggas, no phoneys (Uh)
I’m doing this for my relatives back home working in mountains
That’s hill figures, no Tommy (Get it?)
Sooner or later you lot will thank me (Uh-huh)
They’re gonna witness a man win (Uh)
You might as well call this a mukbang (Uh)
‘Cause they're gonna watch a man eat (Bao, Bao!)
‘Cause in this game I will yam and I ‘ain’t talking the prince (Get it?)
So hurry up with my plate and while I’m here, let me order a drink (Uh-huh)
Can I have a glass of W’s?
I’m at the table with EDH, Janin and Fabz (Munir!)
And I ain’t banging no wap
But be aware of the lyrical shotty (Bao, Bao!)
The ammo sprays as I watch the bullets drop from the Arsenal, call that Jeremy Lynch (Bao, Bao!)
I’m tryna aim for your head top, I’m tryna get you to think (Grr)
So get gassed when Too Lippy speaks (Uh-huh)
‘Cause I body shit differently (Uh-huh)
I’m always writing, my ink is constantly coming out a pen like Digga
[Chorus: Janin]
Been chasing for days, I’m learning new ways
To get up this money but suttin ain’t right
It’s probably the fakes or probably the snakes
Can’t let my visions come out my sight
Fuck getting tomorrow, I’m getting tonight
Can’t chill with the fake, it ruins my vibe
Can’t let my family down, my niggas involved
We’re going up, we’re taking flight
Been chasing for days, I’m learning new ways to get up this money but suttin ain’t right
It’s probably the fakes or probably the snakes
Fuck getting tomorrow, I’m getting tonight
Can’t chill with the fake, it ruins my vibe
Can’t let my family down, my niggas involved
We’re going up, we’re taking flight
[Verse 2: Janin]
I was tryna get it least four, five ways (Woo!)
Grind way too hard through the night and the day (Woo!)
No sleep, play beats, I do not play
Get more ‘fi eat up on golden plate (Oh, oh, oh)
Gon' grind and fly through new country (Oh, oh, oh)
My girl, she called me, said that’s a date
Same crew from school, some man turned fake
One big mistake (Woo!)
Switching bruddahs I do not rate
Cuzy told me there’s no new mates
They’re snakes and fakes
Man affi get out my face, protect my space
And guard my place (Mm)
Tryna just get it but all the barriers they lift up (Woo!)
Soon as I get it, my old ting be looking pissed off (Ha!)
G's the team you see clearer than a crystal
Banging off inna your head like a pistol (Grr!)
[Verse 3: EDH]
(Woo!)
You better step right before you get left
Too much evil eyes so I’m watching my step
‘Cause my voice is a weapon I’d use with intent
Don’t fuck with some niggas, I’m just heaven sent
‘Cause some niggas two-faced like their name’s Harvey Dent (Ooh!)
When I step, I’m the coldest in the room
‘Cause my flows are so cynical
Reach for my pinnacle
Money comes first, 'cause that shit is my principal
Haters be riding my dick, it’s so pitiful
Like I won’t swerve and then aim for your mandible
Man just went...
Boom in this track like a cannon ball
I’m nice in the face, yeah I keep it cool (Keep it cool)
But I’ll eat out your heart like a cannibal (Cannibal)
I’m gone
[Chorus: Janin]
Been chasing for days, I’m learning new ways
To get up this money but suttin ain’t right
It’s probably the fakes or probably the snakes
Can’t let my visions come out my sight
Fuck getting tomorrow, I’m getting tonight
Can’t chill with the fake, it ruins my vibe
Can’t let my family down, my niggas involved
We’re going up, we’re taking flight
Been chasing for days, I’m learning new ways to get up this money but suttin ain’t right
It’s probably the fakes or probably the snakes
Fuck getting tomorrow, I’m getting tonight
Can’t chill with the fake, it ruins my vibe
Can’t let my family down, my niggas involved
We’re going up, we’re taking flight
Too Lippy
Money Affi Mek, Gyally Affi Tek!
J from the G
Rolling with E and Fabz and Too Lippy yeah
GHR baby, yeah
[Verse 1: Too Lippy]
Yo
How can them man try fooling me (Mmm!)
I don’t speak no bullshit but best believe I understand that language fluently (Uh-huh)
I ain’t got no time for them eediats (No time)
‘Cause them yutes fake it (Uh)
Them man remind me of a cone (Uh-huh)
‘Cause they got two faces (Uh-huh!)
You likkle two-faced bitch (Yeah, Bao!)
I try surround myself around real jiggas, no phoneys (Uh)
I’m doing this for my relatives back home working in mountains
That’s hill figures, no Tommy (Get it?)
Sooner or later you lot will thank me (Uh-huh)
They’re gonna witness a man win (Uh)
You might as well call this a mukbang (Uh)
‘Cause they're gonna watch a man eat (Bao, Bao!)
‘Cause in this game I will yam and I ‘ain’t talking the prince (Get it?)
So hurry up with my plate and while I’m here, let me order a drink (Uh-huh)
Can I have a glass of W’s?
I’m at the table with EDH, Janin and Fabz (Munir!)
And I ain’t banging no wap
But be aware of the lyrical shotty (Bao, Bao!)
The ammo sprays as I watch the bullets drop from the Arsenal, call that Jeremy Lynch (Bao, Bao!)
I’m tryna aim for your head top, I’m tryna get you to think (Grr)
So get gassed when Too Lippy speaks (Uh-huh)
‘Cause I body shit differently (Uh-huh)
I’m always writing, my ink is constantly coming out a pen like Digga
[Chorus: Janin]
Been chasing for days, I’m learning new ways
To get up this money but suttin ain’t right
It’s probably the fakes or probably the snakes
Can’t let my visions come out my sight
Fuck getting tomorrow, I’m getting tonight
Can’t chill with the fake, it ruins my vibe
Can’t let my family down, my niggas involved
We’re going up, we’re taking flight
Been chasing for days, I’m learning new ways to get up this money but suttin ain’t right
It’s probably the fakes or probably the snakes
Fuck getting tomorrow, I’m getting tonight
Can’t chill with the fake, it ruins my vibe
Can’t let my family down, my niggas involved
We’re going up, we’re taking flight
[Verse 2: Janin]
I was tryna get it least four, five ways (Woo!)
Grind way too hard through the night and the day (Woo!)
No sleep, play beats, I do not play
Get more ‘fi eat up on golden plate (Oh, oh, oh)
Gon' grind and fly through new country (Oh, oh, oh)
My girl, she called me, said that’s a date
Same crew from school, some man turned fake
One big mistake (Woo!)
Switching bruddahs I do not rate
Cuzy told me there’s no new mates
They’re snakes and fakes
Man affi get out my face, protect my space
And guard my place (Mm)
Tryna just get it but all the barriers they lift up (Woo!)
Soon as I get it, my old ting be looking pissed off (Ha!)
G's the team you see clearer than a crystal
Banging off inna your head like a pistol (Grr!)
[Verse 3: EDH]
(Woo!)
You better step right before you get left
Too much evil eyes so I’m watching my step
‘Cause my voice is a weapon I’d use with intent
Don’t fuck with some niggas, I’m just heaven sent
‘Cause some niggas two-faced like their name’s Harvey Dent (Ooh!)
When I step, I’m the coldest in the room
‘Cause my flows are so cynical
Reach for my pinnacle
Money comes first, 'cause that shit is my principal
Haters be riding my dick, it’s so pitiful
Like I won’t swerve and then aim for your mandible
Man just went...
Boom in this track like a cannon ball
I’m nice in the face, yeah I keep it cool (Keep it cool)
But I’ll eat out your heart like a cannibal (Cannibal)
I’m gone
[Chorus: Janin]
Been chasing for days, I’m learning new ways
To get up this money but suttin ain’t right
It’s probably the fakes or probably the snakes
Can’t let my visions come out my sight
Fuck getting tomorrow, I’m getting tonight
Can’t chill with the fake, it ruins my vibe
Can’t let my family down, my niggas involved
We’re going up, we’re taking flight
Been chasing for days, I’m learning new ways to get up this money but suttin ain’t right
It’s probably the fakes or probably the snakes
Fuck getting tomorrow, I’m getting tonight
Can’t chill with the fake, it ruins my vibe
Can’t let my family down, my niggas involved
We’re going up, we’re taking flight