D&D
Hook:
Bitch it ain't nothing
Verse 1:
Arson nah poppin pills
Nah driving yah drifting
Fixing decisions whilst choosing
Which bag to drop oh brothers
Hit me with a text what someone
Else's girl sext me what's next
Dropping off that bag o pills for
My momma what's next dropping
Off a bag of speed for my poppa i get it
Nothing but a job purposely tryna
Rob the people of their money based
On their wants verses needs sometimes
They do need green but shit stressful
Look at how you acting while driving
Ducking the police sirens wail
Hook:
Bitch it ain't nothing
Verse 2:
Momma had a boyfriend who
Went to jail his name was rick don't
Know where he is hope he found
Peace he called himself a clown a
Redskin brother hope he didn't pass
To fast i was six i know lots of trauma
Counseling possibly the best especially
When you miss your daddy i try and just
Let the memories pass i repress em and
They stay stuck in my mind
Its like when you bind your shoelaces
Together should stay tight but they
Come loose one of the reasons behind
My belief of dealing just a stealing of
Money same as the music industry
Hook:
Bitch it ain't nothing
Never fucked with the dragons
I know if you mess with one even
The name of the mafia correlated
With squinted eyes you get killed
Burnt alive like a Buddhist monk
Chunk of funk bust out the flesh the
Blood is fresh the cash paying off
Someone's debt and possibly death
