Nothin To Lose Q Strange

[Verse 1]
I'm an asshole and I ain't got any class
I don't care about a bitch, it's the money she has
Brass knuckles to your grill and I'm takin' your cash
Fake ass act tough, you so funny, we laugh
Talk trash, if you want, just guard your grill
Before I knock you in your noggin' and I probably will
A lotta low-life skill for a bottle of pills
Got a problem? Then you need to see Dr. Phil
Not me, 'cause you know I give zero fucks
I'm stuck in a rut, could you spare a buck?
Why the fuck you lookin' at me all weird and chump?
'Cause I smell like beer when I need your mug?
Fuck that, I'm a drunk-ass piece of shit
A scumbag that don't have a need to live
Give me money, you don't need to be a greedy bitch
I need liquor, I don't care how you feed your kids

[Chorus]
Puts your hands in the sky, wave 'em side to side
Take your wallet and just give me everything inside
I can take your money, but never your pride
If I could, though, I would
But believe me, I tried

Get that money, gonna get that money
Gonna take that money when I run up on you
Broke and bummy, know that you're oh-so scrubby
When you don't got nothin', then there's nothin' to lose