Ain't No Love
$hinji Lyrics
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If you talk down up it boy oy vey
Running to the bank looking like I'm Usain
Drum mag on the clip it gon' move things
Blue bills I do adore Triple Nine lets go to war
You be talking bullshit but I ain't no matador
Choppa be like bonjour aye like hello
Team full of hunters like the Troupe we gon' run up
Yeah that money be my lover pussy sweet like the summer
You a bum ass bitch, get off my dick
Why the fuck you toting glocks but ain't never hit shit
Let my chain hang choppa on me bang bang
If you talk down up it boy oy vey
Running to the bank looking like I'm Usain
Drum mag on the clip it gon' move things
Put that boy up in a rug wock got me like a slug
Shoutout all my boys block junkie with the plug
Fuck it up fuck it up god damn I be stuck
Ain't no love up in this world so I pour another cup
So I pour another four said she like it really slow
I'm that boy from the north so you know I keep a pole
So you know I keep it real bitch I got the real steel
Banana on my clip lil boy we make him peel
Just like pill I got the keys told that bitch don't talk to me
I'm too busy counting green Triple Nine be the team
In "$hinji's" song "AIN'T NO LOVE," the lyrics depict a gritty and aggressive lifestyle. The first paragraph explores the themes of power and violence. The reference to the chain hanging and the use of the word "choppa" (slang for a firearm) suggests the singer's readiness to protect themselves. The phrase "bang bang" further emphasizes the aggressive nature of their persona. When they mention "boy oy vey," it symbolizes a warning to anyone who dares to speak negatively about them. The mention of Usain, the renowned Jamaican sprinter, creates an image of the singer being in a hurry to make money, possibly through illicit activities. The line about the drum magazine on the gun indicates their preparedness to engage in dangerous situations.
In the second paragraph, the lyrics touch on the singer's disregard for empty talk and their readiness for confrontation. The reference to "blue bills" implies a preference for money, while "Triple Nine" is likely a reference to a gang or crew. The phrase "let's go to war" suggests their willingness to engage in conflict. The line "I ain't no matador" conveys their refusal to be manipulated or toyed with. Comparing their gun to saying "bonjour aye like hello" adds a touch of arrogance, implying that they are always prepared and can effortlessly handle any situation. The mention of diamonds and yellow suggests their indulgence in flashy and expensive jewelry, representing a symbol of their success and status.
Moving on to the third paragraph, the lyrics emphasize the singer's loyalty and dedication to their crew. The mention of the Troupe implies a reference to a group with a similar purpose or mindset. They express their determination to seize opportunities and acquire wealth with the line "we gon' run up." The phrase "money be my lover pussy sweet like the summer" suggests that money is their primary motivation, providing pleasure and excitement. They dismiss someone as a "bum ass bitch" for falsely claiming power or prowess, ridiculing them for not backing up their tough talk with actual actions.
In the final paragraph, the lyrics continue to explore themes of violence, illicit activities, and a lack of love. The singer mentions hiding someone in a rug, suggesting a violent act of disposal. They shout out their "boys" and acknowledge their involvement in the drug trade ("block junkie with the plug"). The line "Ain't no love up in this world so I pour another cup" portrays a sense of apathy or disillusionment with human connection, leading them to seek solace in substances. The singer implies that they move slowly in their activities, relishing the power and control they possess. They assert their authenticity ("keep it real") and indicate that they are armed ("keep a pole") as a way to assert their dominance and intimidate others. The reference to making someone "peel" with a banana implies causing harm or forcing someone to reveal information. They also emphasize their preoccupation with wealth ("counting green") and reiterate their allegiance to the Triple Nine crew.
Line by Line Meaning
Let my chain hang choppa on me bang bang
I proudly display my expensive chain and carry a powerful gun for protection
If you talk down up it boy oy vey
If you disrespect me, be prepared for retaliation
Running to the bank looking like I'm Usain
I move quickly and confidently towards financial success
Drum mag on the clip it gon' move things
The high-capacity magazine on my gun will cause significant impact
Blue bills I do adore Triple Nine lets go to war
I have a strong affinity for money and my crew is ready for conflict
You be talking bullshit but I ain't no matador
You may be speaking lies, but I'm not easily fooled or manipulated
Choppa be like bonjour aye like hello
My gun is always ready to introduce itself with a strong impact
Hangin' on my neck diamonds glass full of yellow
My diamond necklace shines brightly, reflecting a golden glow
Team full of hunters like the Troupe we gon' run up
My crew consists of relentless individuals, similar to a hunting group, who will take aggressive action
Yeah that money be my lover pussy sweet like the summer
I have a deep attachment to wealth, and it brings me joy and pleasure like a summer romance
You a bum ass bitch, get off my dick
You are a worthless individual, so stop bothering me
Why the fuck you toting glocks but ain't never hit shit
Why do you carry guns if you've never used them effectively?
Put that boy up in a rug wock got me like a slug
Eliminating my enemies makes me feel powerful and in control
Shoutout all my boys block junkie with the plug
I acknowledge and appreciate my friends who are involved in the drug trade and provide me with connections
Fuck it up fuck it up god damn I be stuck
I embrace chaos and disorder, feeling trapped but also exhilarated
Ain't no love up in this world so I pour another cup
Love is scarce in this world, so I seek solace in alcohol
So I pour another four said she like it really slow
To escape the harsh reality, I consume more drugs and indulge a woman's desire for a slow-paced experience
I'm that boy from the north so you know I keep a pole
As someone from a tough neighborhood, I always carry a gun
So you know I keep it real bitch I got the real steel
I always stay true to myself, and my gun is authentic and reliable
Banana on my clip lil boy we make him peel
With a bullet chambered in my gun, I have the power to harm others
Just like pill I got the keys told that bitch don't talk to me
Similar to the effects of a drug, I have control over my environment and warn a woman not to engage with me
I'm too busy counting green Triple Nine be the team
I am focused on accumulating wealth, and my crew, Triple Nine, supports and shares this goal
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Uriah Alenepi
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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Instrumental is amazing
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this instrumental makes me feel so nostalgic
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