Ain’t nothing

Yeah, these pussies ain't nothing
Yeah, they ain't get no money
Yeah, and I'm telling you now
That this ain't that
She said "Boy, you so crazy
Like why you say that?"
Three M's on the bitch
It not from the Maybach (SniperSpace)
Tell them lil' pussy boys
I can see them taking my
Style and taking my swag

Yeah, X, money, Perc' all I need
They in the bed, they been sleeping on me
Bitch, pull up and eat on my meat (Ack)
Let me tell you, these pussies
They ain't nothing (No, they not)
They don't get no money, yeah
And they always make assumptions when it's
They the one's who bluffing (Lying)
Chop up the top of the coupe, let it breathe
(yeah, swerve)
Go ahead, you pulled up right here
You get on your knees (yeah, where at?)
I took the racks out the bag, boy, they
Stack all the way to the ceiling
Can't fit in my hand (yeah)
I had to take me a break from
The X, bitch, I'm way too high, i can't land
Yeah, this bitch on a plane, she eating up
Yeah, I been geekin' up, yeah
I been tweakin' out yeah, I got the AMG
It got a Racer on the seats and
I told 'em it's leading up
My bitch pussy so wet, wet, wet
Your bitch pussy so wet, wet, wet
Telling you now these Perc's ain't crap
And I'm telling you now that this ain't that
She said "Boy, you so crazy
Like why you say that?"
Three M's on the bitch
It not from the Maybach
Tell them lil' pussy boys
I can see them taking my
Style and taking my swag
I'm just gon' pull out the wallet, oh, yeah
And it's got a whole lot of bread to do that
Rocking that Chrome Heart ring, Number
(N) ine all on my jean, yeah
Bitch want Chanel, want Pink
Yeah, came in the store, she want everything
But I can't marry a thot
Finna give these drugs my wedding ring
Yeah, this X (Boot up, I boot up)
You boot up like this
You gon' feel like the sky
These kid's Krabby Patty, they burger, boy
They extra greased (Burgers)
And a side of onion rings, boy
They extra fried (Fried)
Yeah, I'ma pop my shit just like I Percalized
(yeah, Pop out, yeah, pop out, yeah)
When I say I'm one of the latest, no, no
I don't lie (No)
And I said I quit this shit's, yeah
But at least I tried
2021, the Porche's, yeah, it's extra sized
(Pop out, yeah, pop out, yeah, pop out)

Yeah uh, you right beside me
Uh, right besides me
I'm fuckin' this bitch, they Siamese
I'm already rich, can't sign me
My money big, your's tiny (yeah)
I said I'd double back
I'd really times three
Eliantte chain gang, these bitches so shiny
Sippin' on this mud, this dirty
This bitch so grimy (yeah)
Playing lost and found with these racks
How they find me? (yeah)
Skinny bitch got mac and cheese pussy
It grip on me (yeah)
If I was deaf
I'd get these racks in sign language (Huh?)
Boy, you ain't rich, that 1400 stimulated