Out Nothing
(Skolo, it's your turn)
Whoa-oh
Whoa-oh
Whoa-oh
I'll start a war all 'bout my bitch
I make sure her wrists like mine, mmm
I've just been sittin' time and time and
Like, should I just leave or show my hand? (D-Roc)
I'ma get the bitch on drugs, huh
I'ma make the bitch drink mud, huh
I'ma kick the bitch out the club, huh
I'ma make the bitch get flood, yeah
I'ma make the bitch make racks, huh
I'ma show the bitch get money
I'ma tell you once, I ain't stuntin'
I'ma make the bitch out nothin'
I like the way that she dressin', she know that she turnin' me up when she Prada the boot
She got the drop, got 'em dropped, I was puttin' my faith in that bitch, and she got me to you
She the one bought me the mop and I gave it to youngin, I told 'em just for to go shoot
Fuck every nigga that's in it, just hit it, and hit it like fuck it, and tear up the room
He got that static, baboon (huh)
I got the bitch and she drinkin' on red
I got the bitch on boot
Makin' it boom up inside of the stu'
Youngin my gunner, he know what he do
Shorty my shorty, I tell her, "Come through"
Body five star, leave that bitch in the room
I got another set that's comin' through
She want a Percocet, put her on two (ooh)
Xanax ain't workin', yeah, I want K2
I'll go to war 'bout that bitch, I do
Pull up, jump out with that stick and I shoot
Go to war about my bitch, sneak out 'bout my wifey
I flood her, she like it, keep her out clothes
I'ma get the bitch on drugs, huh
I'ma make the bitch drink mud, huh
I'ma kick the bitch out clubs
I'll go to war with that bitch, what it do?
I'ma get the bitch on mud, huh
I'ma make the bitch get flood, yeah
I'ma make the bitch get racks, huh
I'ma show the bitch get money, huh
I'll go to war about my bitch
I make sure her wrists like mine
I've just been sittin' time and time and
Like, should I just leave or show my hand?
I'ma get the bitch on drugs, huh
I'ma make the bitch drink mud, huh
I'ma kick the bitch out the club, huh
I'ma make the bitch make racks, huh
I'ma show the bitch get money
Know that I'ma tell that ho one time, I'ma make the bitch out nothin'
Whoa-oh
Whoa-oh
Whoa-oh
I'll start a war all 'bout my bitch
I make sure her wrists like mine, mmm
I've just been sittin' time and time and
Like, should I just leave or show my hand? (D-Roc)
I'ma get the bitch on drugs, huh
I'ma make the bitch drink mud, huh
I'ma kick the bitch out the club, huh
I'ma make the bitch get flood, yeah
I'ma make the bitch make racks, huh
I'ma show the bitch get money
I'ma tell you once, I ain't stuntin'
I'ma make the bitch out nothin'
I like the way that she dressin', she know that she turnin' me up when she Prada the boot
She got the drop, got 'em dropped, I was puttin' my faith in that bitch, and she got me to you
She the one bought me the mop and I gave it to youngin, I told 'em just for to go shoot
Fuck every nigga that's in it, just hit it, and hit it like fuck it, and tear up the room
He got that static, baboon (huh)
I got the bitch and she drinkin' on red
I got the bitch on boot
Makin' it boom up inside of the stu'
Youngin my gunner, he know what he do
Shorty my shorty, I tell her, "Come through"
Body five star, leave that bitch in the room
I got another set that's comin' through
She want a Percocet, put her on two (ooh)
Xanax ain't workin', yeah, I want K2
I'll go to war 'bout that bitch, I do
Pull up, jump out with that stick and I shoot
Go to war about my bitch, sneak out 'bout my wifey
I flood her, she like it, keep her out clothes
I'ma get the bitch on drugs, huh
I'ma make the bitch drink mud, huh
I'ma kick the bitch out clubs
I'll go to war with that bitch, what it do?
I'ma get the bitch on mud, huh
I'ma make the bitch get flood, yeah
I'ma make the bitch get racks, huh
I'ma show the bitch get money, huh
I'll go to war about my bitch
I make sure her wrists like mine
I've just been sittin' time and time and
Like, should I just leave or show my hand?
I'ma get the bitch on drugs, huh
I'ma make the bitch drink mud, huh
I'ma kick the bitch out the club, huh
I'ma make the bitch make racks, huh
I'ma show the bitch get money
Know that I'ma tell that ho one time, I'ma make the bitch out nothin'
Credits
Writer(s): Kentrell Deshawn Gaulden, Daniel Lebrun, Myeong Geun, Jeppe Ganderup Jacobsen
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