Ignant Shit
Drake Lyrics


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Yeah
I appreciate your patience tonight
It's been a moment since I've done some public speaking
I find nowadays it's, you know, best to keep quiet
But, uh, sometimes you just gotta let it out
Young Angel and Young Lion, you know what it is

Uh, look, I'm the property of October
I ain't drive here, I got chauffeured
Bring me champagne flutes, rosé and some shots over
I think better when I'm not sober
I smoke goodie, no glaucoma, I'm a stockholder
Private flights back home, no stop over
Still spittin' the shit that they shot Pac over
The shit my mother looks shocked over
Yeah, but with a canvas I'm the Group of Seven
A migraine, take two Excedrin
I'm the one twice over, I'm the new eleven
And if I die I'm a do it reppin', I never do a second
I swear niggas be eyeing me all hard
And lying to they girls and driving the same cars
Sitting there wishing they problems became ours
'Cause we have nothing in common since I done became star
I done became bigger swerving writing in my peer's lane
Same dudes that used to holler my engineer's name
One touch I could make the drapes and the sheers change
And show me the city that I without fear claim
What I set seems to never extinguish
Coolest kid out, baby, word to Chuck Inglish
Count my own money, see the paper cut fingers
My song is your girlfriend's waking-up ringer
Haha, or alarm, or whatever
She be here at six in the morn' if I let her
But I never get attracted to fans
'Cause the eager beaver could be the collapse of a dam
I always knew that I could figure
How to get these label heads to offer 'em good figures
And me doing them shows gettin' everyone nervous
'Cause them hipsters gon' have to get along with them hood niggas
It's all good, I'm going off like lights when the show's over
Make pasta, rent a movie, call hoes over
Rest in peace to Heath Ledger, but I'm no joker
I'll slow roast ya, got no holster
Wet glass on your table, nigga, no coaster
Burn bread everyday, boy, no toaster
G and Tez got a SIG, but I'm no smoker
They just handin' chips to me, nigga, no poker
I'm with it, Young Money, Cash Money soldier
My cup runneth over
The same niggas I ball with I fall with
On some southern drawl shit
Rookie of the year, '06 Chris Paul shit
D-R, CJ, and Po, I see y'all
These cases don't work out, I hope we can agree on
Making enough to pay any Judge Judy off
First thing I'm a do is free Weezy, go

And I'd take probation
I don't want that T.I. and Vick vacation
Private plane, pick location
I'm going to the bank to make a big donation
Yeah, I don't stunt, I stunt hard
And if the food ain't on the stove I hunt for it
But in the meantime you can call me young Roy
Jones Jr. fighting the drugs and gun charge
Shit, don't leave me unguarded
And I'm a cheese head, word to Vince Lombardi
Word to Marky Mark, leave a snitch departed
All that blood like the red sea parted
My gun go crazy, like it's retarded
Red light on it, like it's recording
I ain't recording, I'm just C-4ing
My currency foreign
We are in a league they aren't
Better dig in your pocket and pay homage
Better cover your eyes, your face fallin'
Watch the game from the side, I'm play callin'
No, I didn't say that I'm flawless
But I damn sure don't tarnish
My pistol got comments for your garments
I'm so high I can vomit on a comet
K-Y, no homo, I'm on it
Weezy F Baby, new born bitch
You know what they say 'bout when your palm itch
I'm gon' get money, money I'm gon' get
Young Money in your tummy and we gon' shit
And get that toilet paper quick, like when Bones spit
That's right, bitch, I'm back on my grown shit
That Audemars Piguet, no ice, just chrome shit
And your boyfriend softer than a foam pit
I scream, "Fuck the world with a long dick!"
Motherfucker, I'm me! Yeah, bitch, I'm me!
You niggas sweet, like the pussy in which I eat
Fireman burn down your entire street
So fly I'ma take off when I leap
Bye! Then you can suck my wings
Stand on my money, head butt Yao Ming
Put your hand in the oven if you touch my things
I'm shuffling the cards, 'bout to cut my queens
But I ain't the dealer
House full of bitches, like Tila Tequila
Yeah, I'm the man in the mirror
My swagger just screaming, motherfucker, do you hear her?
Yeah, Drizzy Drake what the lick read
We make magic, boy, Roy and Siegfried

Woo!




Young mulah, baby
Yeah

Overall Meaning

In the song Ignant Shit, Drake and Lil Wayne deliver verses about their success and status, with Drake rapping about his champagne, stock ownership, private flights, and ability to make the drapes change with just one touch. He also addresses the envy and potential danger from those who are eyeing him hard and lying to their girls about their lifestyle. Lil Wayne raps about his toughness, gun charges, and domination over the rap game. Both artists also pay homage to their friends and associates in the industry, including Chris Paul, Mark Wahlberg, and Vince Lombardi.


The title of the song is a play on the word "ignorant," as both rappers refer to themselves as being ignorant or uninformed. However, they are also aware of their success and are unapologetic about flaunting it in their lyrics.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Aubrey Drake Graham, Dwayne Carter

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Comments from YouTube:

@southcoastnerd

2022 and these two still owe us an album!!!! Wayne’s verse is still top tier

@nicknight2129

I'm so high I can vomit on a ☄️ comet🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

@nwsmgquis

Facts Wayne snapped on this!
“I don’t want that T.I & Vick vacation!”
🔥🔥🔥

@blurr_727

this drake was legendary bro. we need him back. WE NEED POOR DRAKE

@edwyngottaamador6103

It Would be a crime if they don’t name their collab project young angel young lion

@Chriswilson-vg6vp

Drake can’t rap with Wayne for a whole it’s too much rapping for drake

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@slurnie

Still remember hearing this song and telling my friends Drake is the future

@tesla247

Fr

@jameshernandez1403

When I heard ransom is what did it for me

@blanenaidoo4302

Keith Michael I feel you bruh. But thing is now he stumbling. Basketball incident, Pusha T and West. Drizzy don't do drama but look now.

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