Nobody (feat. Gucci Mane)

XO think he all that

Ain't no nigga (no nigga), no nigga (nobody) never treat me like a sucker (never that)
And if the niggas mad 'cause I ain't fuckin' with 'em, tell them niggas I say fuck 'em (fuck all y'all)
Ain't no bitch (no ho), no bitch (none bitch) never said I was soft on 'em (never ever)
I'm a player, eatin' shrimp and potato and feedin' these thot bitches McDonald's (let me get that)

I ain't never told 12 nothin' but, "Show me my cell and give me my phone call" (give me my phone call)
I ain't never lovey-dovey with her, walk skraight in the spot and make take her thongs off
I ain't never (never), never (ever), never goin' back broke (never ever)
If I don't know nothin' and all else fails, I'ma go break on a ho

That lil' nigga ain't nobody (nobody), VVS Cartier, got me four, Audi (four, Audi)
Got my respect out the skreets, I ain't never had a nigga go and cosign me (nah)
I'm ju' pullin' these lil' niggas' coattails (coattails), I had two or three hos at the motel (motel)
Yeah, I'm skreet as it get, and I'm rich as a bitch, and I'm still eatin' chicken and Ro-Tel

Got on all of my jewelry in public, if it's meant to happen, then fuck it, ain't doin' no duckin'
Pimpin' like I'm David Ruffin, suck me like a suction, ride me like a motherfuckin' Huffy (fuckin' Huffy)
Reach for my chain, and I'm stoppin' the show with this Glock 24, but I ain't gotta say that
Yeah, you already know I don't play that (play that)
This shit is payback, they knew I was comin', they hate that (hate that)

Ain't no nigga (no nigga), no nigga (nobody) never treat me like a sucker (never that)
And if the niggas mad 'cause I ain't fuckin' with 'em, tell them niggas I say fuck 'em (fuck all y'all)
Ain't no bitch (no ho), no bitch (none bitch) never said I was soft on 'em (never ever)
I'm a player, eatin' shrimp and potato and feedin' these thot bitches McDonald's (let me get that)

Ain't no nigga (no nigga), no nigga (nobody) never treat me like a sucker (never that)
And if the niggas mad 'cause I ain't fuckin' with 'em, tell them niggas I say fuck 'em (fuck all y'all)
Ain't no bitch (no ho), no bitch (none bitch) never said I was soft on 'em (never ever)
I'm a player, eatin' shrimp and potato and feedin' these thot bitches McDonald's (let me get that)

Fuckin' this hot yellow bitch from the back, look like Renni, I pull up on Rucci (yeah)
Pourin' up thicker than mucus, we droppin' Wockesha in strawberry smoothies (yeah)
I'm super cocky, I'm stiff on a ho, where were you? I was jailin' with blicks in my coat (blicks in my coat)
She postin' comments on all of my posts, gotta pull up on me, eat my dick at the door (at the door)

FOA, gotta fuck on arrival, in any state, they know I got that fire
Too many Dracs, give a fuck 'bout my priors, gon' demonstrate, I put that on Rakiyah
I'm back, and I'm better, they thought I was Beckham, somebody better tell 'em don't play with me, period (play with me, period)
He want a verse for the cheap, I ain't hearin' it (I ain't hearin' it), I ain't just talkin', I seen and experienced it (I seen it)

50 on teeth, 150 a week, 38 for a P, 26 for the Percs (Percs)
Treat this rap shit like the fifth and the first (first), all this money keep comin', a gift and a curse (curse)
Holdin' they nuts, they ain't wanna support me, these rap bitches won't eat the dick for a quarter (quarter)
I'm shittin' on the game with my dick in the toilet (in the toilet)
If you ain't talkin' money, you soundin' distorted (can't hear you, go)

I started off local, so you never heard him (ah), tried to blackball me, I jumped every hurdle (damn)
First week in prison, I witnessed a murder (what?), compound on lockdown, move slow as a turtle (wow)
Keep all the roadies and free all the soldiers (free 'em), the skreets is the industry, the industry's over
My ex keep on stalkin', she lookin' for closure, bitch, you are my ex, ho, don't lose your composure (ho)

The future's a mystery, your past is your history, the only real gift is the present (huh?)
And I can't never go broke, niggas go broke and that shit is depressin' (well, damn)
Gucci one deep in a three seater, polite when I greet, but I don't need people
Fishtailin' in a Speedtail, screamin', "Fuck 12" 'cause it's a V12

She told her nigga a thousand lies, tracker on her car, he a private eye (wow)
Stalkin' her page like a thousand spies, this nigga should work for the FBI (damn)
I just made a cool M in Dubai, I'm Gucci George Jetson, I live in the sky (it's Gucci)
Don't put your hands on me 'less you wanna die, don't speak on my name unless you wanna die (wop, brr)



Credits
Writer(s): Radric Delantic Davis, Xabian Woods, Ricky Hampton
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