​nothing Izaya Tiji

[Verse: 1]
It's nothing, it's nothing
(Phew)
Chop hit him now he crumbling
Pussy nigga he ain't on nothing…
It's nothing, it's nothing
Big Glock wit' a net net, money growing like ant man
(Phew)
I got some blaster's scoring up red
Fucking wit' the day ones we'll leave yo' ass dead
Lay him on the concrete like jelly spread
Lied to my face she put it on the gram…
Lied to my face she put it on the gram
See my position, i'm keeping my stance
Glock's on a nigga drop the nigga where he stand

[Verse: 2]
Yeah, I can't do it
(Plfrr)
(Plfrr)
Lil' bitch i can't do it
I was a kid like i was just drooling
Don't talk about the racks, nigga, nigga so stupid
And your hoe fall in love, yeah just like cupid
Yeah, i'm in ya' ear like a mother fucking Q-tip
Yeah, nigga he don't want the melon
Fye, fast, call on lil' eli
Check my phone everyday it's payday
Rob his home yeah nigga that's mayday
She shaking that booty, yeah, just like reggae
He don't know what that means that's why i let him say no say
(Phew)
She wanna fuck ok, ok, ok, ok…