Nothing Nice* lyrics

[Intro: CEO Jizzle]
(I be having to turn myself up, I dont got nobody to turn me up
So I gotta turn myself up) (Haha, On God) (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Key Glock]
I roll up a wood and get high as a kite (Hah)
I’m a 90’s baby, balling [?] like mike (Ah)
Gotta a baby [?], and I’ll take yo’ life (Yeah)
This a big pipe, n*gga, ain’t no fighting (Ah-Ah) (Yeah)
Young n*gga spent a half a mil on ice (Yeah)
Oops, I made a million ‘cause I did this sh*t twice (Yeah)
Haven’t seen a choppa with a knife in your life (Yeah)
Young n*gga don’t play, ain’t nothing nice (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Kenny Muney]
Young n*gga coming out the water like a goldfish (What?)
Trappin’ big cheese, all the bad b*tches know this (Yeah)
I got old money, but I’m nothing like the old me (Yeah)
Whole lotta dope, but I don’t evеn wanna hold it
If a n*gga reach for this ice, Imma load it
Drive by’s in thе AMG, f*ck a 4 [?] (Skrrt)
Some of yall n*ggas in the field like a locust (Yeah)
Rich n*gga out the trap, where my trophy?

[Verse 3: CEO Jizzle]
[?] no one coming like me, CEO since I was sixteen (CEO)
Big dog, f*ck a n*gga mean, and we selling the percs, [?], and lean (Come and shop, never stop)
Ten racks in my jeans (Racks), Young n*gga balling keep shopping spree (Came down with it)
Push start car no key, get behind me, no I ain’t stopping high speed
Still in the hood, showing [?] get over, pull up to the trap and it’s booming like kroger
I’m from magnolia now lil b*tch I’m global, I used to [?] and now I don’t [?] it over
We keep them sticks like a [?], and I feel like Hercules do like [?]
Walk out baguettes, I can’t do sh*t but flex on these n*ggas ‘cause I ain’t got time for the Hoe sh*t
(Verse 4: Key Glock & CEO Jizzle)
(Nah)
I ain’t got time for the hoe sh*t
I don’t f*ck with broke b*tches, they be on some hoe sh*t (Uh)
I walk in they be like “Oh sh*t”, look at these young n*gga wrists, it’s an ocean (Yeah, Glizock)
I be rocking [?], dope sh*t
Whatever they wanna call it, b*tch I got loads of it (Yeah)
[?] bandana on me, and [?], tell me you don’t want it (Uh, Uh)
Play with my [?], get toasted (Yeah), I pop up on ya’ like a notice (Yeah)
Cutthroat rich and roguish (Uh), go and ask the opps, they know it (Yeah)
What’s in my pocket, probably what’s in ya’ safe (Yeah)
n*gga with a lot and double your age (Yeah)
Baguette watch ice cubes, 250K (Yeah)
I make this sh*t look easy everyday (Yeah)

(Verse 5: Kenny Muney)
Big racks, yeah I’m getting that
Make ya’ b*tch [?] ya’ feeling, get a b*tch back
Make a b*tch count my cash and get a b*tch back
That’s ya’ b*tch smoking gas in the back of a [?]
Wearing Gucci with the J’s, this a mismatch (Yeah)
Foreign wheel [?] a lot, call a dispatch (Yeah)
Little wrong, make a move, push your sh*t back
Split ya’ head down the middle like a kit-kat
I know you lil n*ggas sting ‘em like beetlejuice
My diamonds catch a hoe out, we play peek-a-boo
My whole gang and we [?] we got plenty food
Play at this table, we gotta get rid of you
I’m tryna book your lil hoe for a interview
Don’t wanna f*ck she just blow like a inner tube
sh*t on a b*tch and I will sh*t on a n*gga too
Aim at his head we don’t [?] no tennis shoes
[Verse 6: CEO Jizzle]
Hold on, let me pop my collar [?] young n*gga been balling since I came out hardly (?)
And my clip long like [?], gonna put him in a coffin if a n*gga feel [?] (Put him in a coffin)
Brand new coupe, no magic but it smell like gas when a n*gga hop out it (Yeah)
Real n*gga never with the [?] and these n*ggas can’t stop me ‘cause they know I’m [?] (Fah-Fah)