Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song AINT NOTHIN, artist - Terror Reid.
Date of issue: 14.07.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
AINT NOTHIN |
We off our meds and flicking fools like cigarettes |
What’s next? |
Ain’t got a plan, man, what you thinking? |
(I don’t know) |
I’m in the back and my pockets still stinking |
From the endo I got at the shop up the block |
I kinda wanna stop but I might get popped |
And yo, I never been played by your bop (nope) |
Hoes too quick to homie hop and get the crotch rot, who’d have thought? |
With one word, I got these nerds hot |
And all these nerd birds flock like I’m throwing seeds in a lot |
Anyway, moving on |
I come up with this shit so quick, you gonna wanna put a helmet on |
'Cause at the crack of dawn I’ll be on your lawn |
Dropping all packages like the UNABOM |
I’m blowing up your crib and the fishes out the pond |
I so you can see me when I tug her thong |
In hindsight, it’s probably wrong (yeah), hope you got the mic? |
Yeah, that’s right, now sing along (yeah) |
What you wanna do? |
What you gonna do? |
What you wanna do? |
Ain’t nothing but a real thing baby |
What you wanna do? |
What you gonna do? |
What you wanna do? |
Ain’t nothing, finna do it my way |
What you wanna do? |
What you gonna do? |
What you gotta do? |
Ain’t shit, I’m finna spend my chips |
What you wanna do? |
What you gonna do? |
What you wanna do? |
Ain’t nothing, 'less you go that way |
(Ay yo) «Reid, what the fuck, where you been?» |
(What the fuck?) |
I been chilling, honed in with a paper and a pen again |
for you and your friends |
'Cause I’m serving up game like a benny in a Bennigan’s |
I’m here to win but you already knew (but you already knew) |
Still the same old thing so go ahead, hide your boo |
'Cause the new school dude finna swoop |
You ain’t have a clue what I’m really 'boutta do |
I take your chick, man, I’m a chaser |
The real slick, world-class breaker |
She want the dick but I can’t shake it (I can’t shake it) |
The trouble-making rap game undertaker (undertaker) |
Yeah, it’s like this (woop), but it ain’t like that (nah) |
I’m drinking Crown by the fifth in the Cadillac, pulling back |
Triple six snapping out the pack, where the act at? |
Couple steps back, little man, best remember that |
'Cause once I get going this shit become hotter |
Than coming up from underwater |
There’s really none other, ya got the boy wonder |
And I cut the whole thing like butter, it ain’t nothing |
What you wanna do? |
What you gonna do? |
What you wanna do? |
Ain’t nothing but a real thing baby |
What you wanna do? |
What you gonna do? |
What you wanna do? |
Ain’t nothing, finna do it my way |
What you wanna do? |
What you gonna do? |
What you gotta do? |
Ain’t shit, I’m finna spend my chips |
What you wanna do? |
What you gonna do? |
What you wanna do? |
Ain’t nothing, 'less you go that way |