Aint Worried Feat. Eruo & Jae Millz

I'm that Dominican nigga

Yo bitch be talking bout'

I'm in a different city

You can f**k her now

I got a whole collection

Of my ho collection

Y-M-C-M-B no autocorrection

I said f**k all y'all niggas except my niggas

Security don't check my niggas

All y'all niggas gon respect my niggas

Either that or get a wack or

Get a bat to back of the neck my nigga

Yeah that shorty with y'all

With y'all cause she never met a big dog

'Til she met my niggas

Got a big dream from a small town

Got a small circle you'll never get around

Old hoes thinking I'mma put em on now

Room full of bad bitches I'mma put em all down

Hoes been broke who's rich now

I ain't never had change why switch now

Money talks nigga I ain't never heard shit

Til y'all heard me spit now girl me let

Gotta mojo with a flow-flow

Gotta whole load don't know if it's a promo

Never cuff hoes hell no that's a no-no

Cooling in the cut with a sipping romo

No love for the po-po's

Gotta pour more for my niggas in the hell hole

Never tell though

I'mma need a little more dope for my uncle

Cause I sell flows and he sell dope

Nigga work

God Euro

What up this Mack The fortune teller

The nigga that put y'all on Miley Cyrus

Negrodamus my nigga

Predicting futures

You need some lottery numbers

Holla at me nigga I got you

Put a nigga in that hearse Long ass K no nino

Word to Martin I'm cole but just call me buck shots

Like Pam make a nigga say "Damn Gina"

Millzy money don't mean nothing my youngin'

Will kill you for some sneakers (blah)

This Dedication 5 no vacations slime

We in the endzone and they in bleachers

Cheerleaders we ain't worried bout nothin nothin

Nigga act dumb push the buttonm f**k em

Get'em out of here like the sixth foul in the NBA

Little nigga no discussion

Boy I'll close ya case like judge Millz Lane

All y'all wack ass niggas stay out of Millz lane

Big guns that go over the should dog

My team strapped no overalls

So please don't make me do it

Got soldiers and shooters

These bullets will swallow

Like shots of khalua

When we light up the weed

We fly like a rumor

Then hop on the plane

And fly over you losers

Put racks on your head now you sleep in the sewer

I'm not from this era that beef on computers

Look boy if it's war then all we coming after you

Especially if I'm smashin your sister like ( )

Shots in your challenger shots in your passenger

Hittin your girl then I'm passing her

Jae Millz ain't worried bout nothin

Young Money ain't worried bout nothin

D5

We ain't worried bout nothin (Young Money)

Nigga we ain't worried bout nothin (Jae Millz)

Nigga we ain't worried bout nothin (not a thing)

Nigga we ain't worried bout nothin

D5