Nuttin’ Else Chill Will (Ft. K CAMP)

[Chorus: K-CAMP]
All I really know is get money
I don't know nothing else
All I really know is grind hard
I don't know nothing else
I don't know nothing else, I don't know nothing else
Pull up on your bitch like skrt
I don't know nothing else
I don't know nothing else
I don't know nothing else
I can make anything work
I don't know nothing else
I don't know nothing else

[Verse 1: Chill Will]
I'm getting money, I don't know nothing else
[?], I can't pour nothing else
Treat me so bad, but she love me to death
[?] love, I ain't got nothing else
Everything match from the shoes to the belt
[?] to the work on the shelf
Everything real, from the ice to the rings
[?], came in, there ain't nothing left
Look at me shinin', real big timin'
Chill Will a trap star, must I remind ya
[?]
Looking for me, woop, I done crept up behind ya
Girl movin' slow, better move that [?]
Nigga looking funny, gotta bring them toys
When you count a million dollars, that can make a lot of noise
I don't know nothing else, bout' to get a little more