Nothing to It
Ain't nothing to it
Waking up to the dough
Everything we do is exclusive
Ride around, fuck the opposition, no we not congruent
Got that cash flow, built an empire getting to it out the bando
Kick a nigga down no sweet chin music
Lil shawdy used to be around the block he had to move it
Bad vibe we taking pictures
All white just like the pigeons
Srt, we flipping gears they wanna know get with the business
Kicked out of class
Bad bitch, she got with the program in a second,
They know how it go, we crashing shit be with the reckless
Been a fly guy, I leave them racks up on my presence
One call changing everything, teach em' a lesson
Back to it, I feel like a mountain, cause I'm running up
On the gas, if they don't know now then they ain't high enough
On they ass, jumping out the gym I feel like Marbury
No double dribble, dashing out been smoking strawberries
Ain't nothing to it
I see the visionary like I came up out the movies
They copy all my moves a young nigga getting to it
Been fucking with a Spanish hoe
She got me speaking fluent
I know a couple niggas and they caught onto the movement
Lights out, leave a nigga stuck just like Medusa
Fast lane, swerving out the lot a nigga zooming
Hoes dumb, they chasing dick and they be choosing
Stepping on some lettuce 20 times I been too groovy
Since a youngin', I been a dreamer, but I'm used to being humble
A nigga talking shit and we gone make him crumble
I'm not Ali, but this young man rumble yeah
Bitches steady blowing up my line you need to chill
Quiet nigga, I don't say a word that's how I feel
Balling like I'm Brady, but it's still fuck 12
Do my dirt by my lonely, I ain't snitching on myself (Yeah)
Ain't nothing to it
Waking up to the dough
Everything we do is exclusive
Ride around, fuck the opposition, no we not congruent
Got that cash flow, built an empire getting to it out the bando
Kick a nigga down no sweet chin music
Lil shawdy used to be around the block he had to move it
Bad vibe we taking pictures
All white just like the pigeons
Srt, we flipping gears they wanna know get with the business yeah
Waking up to the dough
Everything we do is exclusive
Ride around, fuck the opposition, no we not congruent
Got that cash flow, built an empire getting to it out the bando
Kick a nigga down no sweet chin music
Lil shawdy used to be around the block he had to move it
Bad vibe we taking pictures
All white just like the pigeons
Srt, we flipping gears they wanna know get with the business
Kicked out of class
Bad bitch, she got with the program in a second,
They know how it go, we crashing shit be with the reckless
Been a fly guy, I leave them racks up on my presence
One call changing everything, teach em' a lesson
Back to it, I feel like a mountain, cause I'm running up
On the gas, if they don't know now then they ain't high enough
On they ass, jumping out the gym I feel like Marbury
No double dribble, dashing out been smoking strawberries
Ain't nothing to it
I see the visionary like I came up out the movies
They copy all my moves a young nigga getting to it
Been fucking with a Spanish hoe
She got me speaking fluent
I know a couple niggas and they caught onto the movement
Lights out, leave a nigga stuck just like Medusa
Fast lane, swerving out the lot a nigga zooming
Hoes dumb, they chasing dick and they be choosing
Stepping on some lettuce 20 times I been too groovy
Since a youngin', I been a dreamer, but I'm used to being humble
A nigga talking shit and we gone make him crumble
I'm not Ali, but this young man rumble yeah
Bitches steady blowing up my line you need to chill
Quiet nigga, I don't say a word that's how I feel
Balling like I'm Brady, but it's still fuck 12
Do my dirt by my lonely, I ain't snitching on myself (Yeah)
Ain't nothing to it
Waking up to the dough
Everything we do is exclusive
Ride around, fuck the opposition, no we not congruent
Got that cash flow, built an empire getting to it out the bando
Kick a nigga down no sweet chin music
Lil shawdy used to be around the block he had to move it
Bad vibe we taking pictures
All white just like the pigeons
Srt, we flipping gears they wanna know get with the business yeah
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Writer(s): Amante Evans
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