Talkin' Bout Nothing

Ever since I was a youngin' up in my grandmomma's house

Watchin "The Mack", reciting it back, like,

"Boy what you talkin' 'bout"

Droppin' a switch, hittin' a lick

Trynna get rich off in this b*tch

Droppin' my top, I'm poppin my trunk

I’m whippin' my wheel like I’m whippin' my grits

These n*gg*s ain’t shit, these n*gg*s ain’t real

These n*gg*s is frauds

Most these haters been cuffing, crushing, loving all on they broads

So I pull up car, slam a do’, break a ho down

Run her throat 'til it's sore, pass that ho 'round

I say hold up, damn KRIT that's f**ked up, I know it

They say hold up, damn, KRIT let's pour up, I four it

I’m feeling good, feeling great, how are you?

So much bass when I pop my tape

Can’t feel my face, can you feel yours too?

I got this here, I got this here

Might have to chop that up

Her p*ssy wet, she swab the d**k

Might have to mop that up

She say what’s happenin'?, I’m trynna f**k

Might have to prop that up

Bop that up, cock that up

Don’t act all shocked, b*tch, slop that up

I need that

I want that

I’m 'bout that

What’s happenin?

I seen that

I bought that

I own that

I’m snappin'

Yall n*gg*s ain’t talkin bout nothing

Not a thing, not a-not a thing ho

Yall n*gg*s ain’t talkin bout nothing

Not a thing, not a-not a thing ho

Yall n*gg*s ain’t talkin bout nothing

Not a thing, not a-not a thing ho

Yall n*gg*s ain’t talkin bout nothing

That I can’t do, that you done done that I ain’t did

Ain’t nobody trippin' on yo ho, ain’t into that

Ain’t nobody trippin' on yo ho, I give her back

Cut her slack, let her go, cause she was in the VI

Ain’t like I be askin' for attention when I be out

So much tint that I can’t see y'all, stressin' busses with they feet out

If you ain’t suckin' or f**kin', well, you should keep out

Shoot the kind of bill, when they buss it gotta be by

She ain’t gotta beg, if she lookin' I can see

Right on they V I drop yo tea top, haters tend to leave out

The bottles servin', poppin', shawty look at all that we got

Look at all that we on, tell them bloggers be gone

f**k wutchu been talkin bout, they couch I put my feet on

Ain't no blood for these haters, ain't no love for these fakes

I was born in the country, I ain’t trippin on a snake

I been fishing for some b*tches, all I ever had was bait

If you think you got a problem with it, tell it to my bass

I need that

I want that

I’m 'bout that

What’s happenin?

I seen that

I bought that

I own that

I’m snappin'

Yall n*gg*s ain’t talkin bout nothing

Not a thing, not a-not a thing ho

Yall n*gg*s ain’t talkin bout nothing

Not a thing, not a-not a thing ho

Yall n*gg*s ain’t talkin bout nothing

Not a thing, not a-not a thing ho

Yall n*gg*s ain’t talkin bout nothing

That I can’t do, that you done done that I ain’t did