Ain’t I Lyrics – Yung LA ft T.I. & Young Dro

“Ain’t I” is an English rap song by Yung LA, featuring T.I. & Young Dro. Released on October 7, 2009, the track was written by T.I., Young Dro, and Yung LA, with production by B Franks. The song is published on YungLA’s official YouTube channel and showcases a signature Southern hip-hop sound that blends energetic beats with confident, braggadocious lyrics. As a remix, it amplifies the original track’s themes, emphasizing success, status, and dominance in the rap game, all while embodying the swagger of Grand Hustle Records artists.

Lyrically, “Ain’t I” is a bold declaration of success, wealth, and influence, reflecting the artists’ luxurious lifestyles and dominance in the industry. Yung LA, T.I., and Young Dro each deliver verses packed with self-assurance, clever wordplay, and references to their achievements. The repetitive phrase “Ain’t I?” reinforces their confidence, challenging doubters while celebrating their rise to fame. The song’s upbeat tempo and infectious hook make it a high-energy anthem that embodies the flashy and boastful essence of Southern hip-hop.

Ain’t I Details

Song	Ain’t I
Artists	Yung LA
Featuring Artists	T.I. & Young Dro
Written By	T.I., Young Dro & Yung LA
Produced By	B Franks
Label	YungLA
Language	English
Released Date	Oct 7, 2009

Ain’t I Lyrics

[Intro: Yung L.A.]
Oh
Bow (Bow), bow, bow, bow
Ain’t I? (Ain’t I?) Ain’t I? (Ain’t I?)
Ain’t I? (Ain’t I?) Ain’t I? (Ain’t I?)
Oh, oh, le’ go (Remix)
Black Amigo boys, Grand Hustle boys
Ain’t I? (Ain’t I?) Ain’t I? (Ain’t I?)
Remix

[Verse 1: Yung L.A.]
You got to know the boy futuristic, ain’t he? (Ain’t he?)
My work can make the J’s do the jumpman, can’t it? (Can’t it?)
You got to know this the remix right here (Bow)
Grand Hustle, baby, it’s the kings right here (Bow)
You got to know we guapin’ (Guap), pockets extra sloppy (What?)
Don’t I love my vegetables? Extra cheese and broccoli (What?)
Don’t Yung L.A. like to kick it like karate? (Karate!)
Don’t I be with J-Money serving everybody? (Trap!)
Ain’t we up in Magic City throwing up the profit? (Throw it up!)
Ain’t me and Tip taking off like a rocket? (We taking off!)
Ain’t my, ain’t my, ain’t my, ain’t my, ain’t my, money long?
Ain’t I, ain’t I, ain’t I, ain’t I still putting on? (Bow!)

[Chorus: Yung L.A. & Young Dro]
Ain’t I? (Ain’t I?) Ain’t I? (Ain’t I?)
Ain’t I? (Ain’t I?) Ain’t I?
Ain’t I smokin’ strong? (Strong?) Ain’t I puttin’ on? (On?)
Ain’t I rockin’ yays? (Yays?) Ain’t my money long? (Long?)
Ain’t I? (Yuh) Ain’t I? (Yuh)
Ain’t I? (Yuh) Ain’t I? (Yuh)
Ain’t I’ in the ‘Ville? (Yuh) Ain’t I on the hill? (Young Dro)
Ain’t I on a pill? Ain’t I, ain’t I real?

[Verse 2: Young Dro]
Okay, my rims so big, I’m at the tip-top, ain’t I? (Ain’t I?)
Choppers in the trunk’ll make you do the “Macarena” (‘Rena)
Polo to the floor, yeah, motherfucker, ain’t I? (Ain’t I?)
All-black coupe, I can buy it, bitch, can’t I? (Can’t I?)
Remix, Yung L-A and T.I, this a banger (Banger)
Dro be on that thing, you don’t hear me, trick, ain’t I? (Ain’t I?)
Big Rolls Royces (Royces), and I got ’em nauseous (Nauseous)
We be in Ferraris, the cars with the horses (Brrt)
Ain’t I on a pill? (Yuh) Riding down Dill
Ice, 30 below, minus the wind chill (Ugh)
Ain’t I packing chrome? (Chrome) And I’m blowing strong (Yeah)
Ain’t I? Ain’t I? Ain’t I? Ain’t I got it going on? Young Dro

[Chorus: Yung L.A. & (T.I.)]
Ain’t I? (Ain’t I?) Ain’t I? (Ain’t I?)
Ain’t I? (Ain’t I?) Ain’t I?
Ain’t I smokin’ strong? (Strong?) Ain’t I puttin’ on? (On?)
Ain’t I rockin’ yays? (Yays?) Ain’t my money long? (Long?)
Ain’t I? (Ain’t I?) Ain’t I? (Ain’t I?)
Ain’t I? (Ain’t I?) Ain’t I? (Hey, hey, it’s the King, homie)
Ain’t I’ in the ‘Ville? (Well, ain’t I?) Ain’t I on the hill? (Well, ain’t I?)
Ain’t I on a pill? (Hey, ain’t I?) Ain’t I, ain’t I real?

[Verse 3: T.I.]
Ralph Lauren, Purple Label, ain’t I fresh as I can be?
Made it through my situation, ain’t I blessed as I can be?
Ain’t I laughing at you haters tryna take a shot at me?
They don’t know which way to go, I’ll make it easy, follow me
Honestly, ain’t I insane? I think that’s the way I gotta be
Ain’t I so-so superfly? Boy, ain’t nobody hot as me
Ain’t T.I. all on TV when he wake up and go to sleep? (Ain’t he?)
Everywhere, they notice me, ayy, for yourself, just go and see
My community, I’m serving, though they hope I don’t succeed
Hear me speak, they so intrigued, “Ayy, ain’t he snitching?” No, indeed
You come with that common flow (Well), your show, I have to commandeer
Since I see you can’t take over, I’ll just have to volunteer (Yeah, yeah)
Ayy, ain’t I your superior? Listen here, bruh, you not a peer
I’m so Zone 1 that it ain’t funny, twice the G that I appear (Ha-ha)
Rep Bankhead so loud and clear (Bankhead), gon’ be gone for ’bout a year
So Paper Trail, you gotta hear, but ain’t that “Ain’t I” outta here? Ayy

[Chorus: Yung L.A.]
Ain’t I? (Ain’t I?) Ain’t I? (Ain’t I?)
Ain’t I? (Ain’t I?) Ain’t I?
Ain’t I smokin’ strong? (Strong?) Ain’t I puttin’ on? (On?)
Ain’t I rockin’ yays? (Yays?) Ain’t my money long? (Long?)
Ain’t I? (Ain’t I?) Ain’t I? (Ain’t I?)
Ain’t I? (Ain’t I?) Ain’t I?
Ain’t I’ in the ‘Ville? (‘Ville?) Ain’t I on the hill? (Hill?)
Ain’t I on a pill? (Pill?) Ain’t I, ain’t I real?

[Outro: Yung L.A.]
Oh
Bow (Bow), bow, bow, bow
Ain’t I? (Ain’t I?) Ain’t I? (Ain’t I?)
Ain’t I? (Ain’t I?) Ain’t I? (Ain’t I?)
Oh, oh, le’ go (Remix)
Black Amigo boys, Grand Hustle boys
Ain’t I? (Ain’t I?) Ain’t I? (Ain’t I?)
Remix

Ain’t I Lyrics Meaning

[Intro: Yung L.A.]
Yung LA opens the track with a hyped introduction, setting the stage for the song’s self-assured tone. The phrase “Ain’t I?” immediately establishes a rhythmic chant that will be echoed throughout the track, emphasizing his status and influence. By referencing Black Amigo Boys and Grand Hustle Boys, he aligns himself with strong affiliations, reinforcing his credibility in the streets and the music industry.

[Verse 1: Yung L.A.]
In his verse, Yung LA embraces his futuristic style and wealth, painting a picture of his high-status lifestyle. He references Jumpman, a nod to Michael Jordan’s logo, to compare his impact on the rap game to Jordan’s dominance in basketball. His use of metaphors, like comparing his financial gains to extra cheese and broccoli, conveys his material success. He also boasts about his connections, name-dropping J-Money and alluding to his presence in Atlanta’s Magic City, a well-known strip club. His verse is a bold assertion of his accomplishments and untouchable status.

[Chorus: Yung L.A. & Young Dro]
The chorus serves as a catchy and repetitive affirmation of wealth and power. The artists take turns reinforcing their achievements, from wearing luxury eyewear (“rockin’ yays”) to having long money and indulging in extravagant lifestyles. The rhetorical questioning of “Ain’t I?” gives the song a confrontational edge, challenging listeners and critics to acknowledge their success.

[Verse 2: Young Dro]
Young Dro takes over with a flamboyant verse, flexing his wealth and street credibility. He references his oversized rims, likening their height to the tip-top, and humorously compares his gun’s impact to the Macarena dance, showcasing his wordplay skills. His mention of Polo to the floor highlights his high-end fashion sense, reinforcing his extravagant image. He also boasts about his Ferraris and Rolls-Royces, emphasizing the lavish lifestyle that comes with success. His verse is a celebration of financial prosperity and the power that comes with it.

[Chorus: Yung L.A. & (T.I.)]
The chorus repeats, now with T.I. joining in. His presence adds authority to the track, as he is one of the most respected figures in Southern rap. The repetitive hook continues to drive home the song’s central theme—undeniable success and confidence.

[Verse 3: T.I.]
T.I. delivers a commanding verse, reinforcing his dominance in the rap industry. He name-drops Ralph Lauren Purple Label, symbolizing his elite taste and wealth. His lines highlight his resilience and ability to overcome adversity, making his success even more commendable. He addresses critics head-on, dismissing any claims against him with undeniable confidence. His assertion that others should follow his lead cements his status as a trailblazer in hip-hop. His wordplay and sharp delivery make his verse a powerful conclusion to the song.

[Chorus: Yung L.A.]
The final chorus reiterates the song’s themes, leaving a lasting impression of grandeur and self-assurance. The repetition ensures the message sticks—these artists are at the top of their game, and there’s no denying their influence.

[Outro: Yung L.A.]
Yung LA closes the track similarly to how he started, reinforcing the song’s energy and boastful tone. The outro echoes the song’s main chant, further engraving the mantra of success into the listener’s mind.

“Ain’t I” is a high-energy anthem that showcases the charisma, confidence, and lyrical prowess of Yung LA, Young Dro, and T.I. The track serves as a declaration of success and dominance, capturing the essence of Atlanta’s hip-hop scene while delivering a catchy, repetitive hook that solidifies its place as a street anthem.

Ain’t I Official Video

Thank you for reading the lyrics of "Ain’t I" by Yung LA ft. T.I. & Young Dro. If you enjoyed the song, share it with your friends and family in the USA! If you notice any errors or discrepancies, please feel free to submit corrections via the Contact Us section. We value accurate lyrics and aim to provide the best content for fans. These lyrics are provided for educational purposes only, respecting the artists and their work. Please share and help others enjoy this track!