Nothin To Somethin

Verse 1: Lito Garcia

These bitches ain't get it
I hop out that foreign
I winning like rocky

We take off like migos
Im touring, thirst bucket well fuck it make it rain, its pouring
Two bitches they foreign
They lick it they horny, fuck 'em both record it, Ay

Hook: GC

I knew I would be a boss since a youngin'
Now the whole world knows how we comin'
If a nigga act out man I swear I'll black out
Then I get to drummin'

I knew I would be a boss since a youngin'
Now the whole world knows how we comin'
Bad bitch ass out naw she ain't a broke bitch
She ain't got her hands out

I knew I would be a boss since a youngin'
Turning nothing in to something
I knew I would be a boss since a youngin'
Turning nothing in to something

Verse 2: GC

I'll turn nothing to something
But I'll turn something to nothing when I turn you in to dust
I eat that pussy like candy then I watch that pussy gush
Then I go in the booth and watch the studio combust
I swear Im higher than yall, my opps just might get abducted
And If you play with my money, you'll get your life straight deducted
You should be scared that this volcano erupted
Now watch me ball like Im cousins
Now everybody gone need me
If not they'll fall like Im crutches
Haters can stay holding these grudges
A verse from me is still way out of your budget
Everybody likes to judge so I ain't judging you judges
And when I kick in your door, don't mean Im coming with punches
Bitch Im coming with gunners, watch how Im coming with Runner
Im a dog on a loose like what the fuck is a leash
This bitch listens to me, I just demand and all I hear is capeesh
I don't fuck with you niggas you nothin' more than a leech
Up this choppa on you, I gave it freedom of speech

Hook: GC

I knew I would be a boss since a youngin'
Now the whole world knows how we comin'
If a nigga act out man I swear I'll black out
Then I get to drummin'

I knew I would be a boss since a youngin'
Now the whole world knows how we comin'
Bad bitch ass out naw she ain't a broke bitch
She ain't got her hands out

I knew I would be a boss since a youngin'
Turning nothing in to something
I knew I would be a boss since a youngin'
Turning nothing in to something

Verse 3: Layna
I woke on top of the top, thanking god for my blessings
I been through hell but I’m back , nobody knew I was stressing
& now I check on a bag , peddle pushing can’t stop it
Too quick to brag out yo wallet . Y’all been sleep for a while
It’s time to wake from yo conscious, look In yourself and deposit Yeah you a god and a prophet , express myself through this music I’m turning nothing to something
My haters swear that I’m bluffing
I don’t compete with yall niggas , I get my skeet off ya bitches
Then trick or treat on these niggas
They wanna know how we coming
I come around see her facial , give me head my shit Bosley
She sniff the white through her anal , her pussy wet a tsunami
Hit yo bitch when I’m bored , Hit that shit I’m insured