Talkin' Bout Nothing

作曲：Justin Scott

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 **

Droppin' my top, I'm poppin my trunk

I'm whippin' my wheel like

I'm whippin' my grit's

These ** ain't **

These ** ain't real

These ** 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 ** 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 ** wet, she swab the **

Might have to mop that up

She say what's happenin'?

, I'm trynna **

Might have to prop that up

Bop that up, ** that up

Don't act all shocked, **, 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 ** ain't talkin bout nothing

Not a thing, not a not a thing ho

Yall ** ain't talkin bout nothing

Not a thing, not a not a thing ho

Yall ** ain't talkin bout nothing

Not a thing, not a not a thing ho

Yall ** 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 **in', 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

** 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 **es

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 ** ain't talkin bout nothing

Not a thing, not a not a thing ho

Yall ** ain't talkin bout nothing

Not a thing, not a not a thing ho

Yall ** ain't talkin bout nothing

Not a thing, not a not a thing ho

Yall ** ain't talkin bout nothing

That I can't do

That you done done that I ain't did