Ain’t Nothing lyrics

by

Skilla Baby


[Intro: Skilla Baby]
(Pipe that sh*t up, TnT)
Ha
(Trill got that juice, n*gga)
Huh

[Chorus: Skilla Baby]
A million dollars worth of jewelery on, that sh*t ain't nothin'
Spend a half a ticket on my crib, that sh*t ain't nothin'
Closet full of sh*t that I don't wear, that sh*t ain't nothin'
A hundred somethin' thousand every month, that sh*t be comin' in
Put another watch on my wrist, that sh*t ain't nothin'
Hit one of these rap n*ggas' b*tch, that sh*t ain't nothin'
Spent two hundred thousand, I'm rich, that sh*t ain't nothin'
I've been gettin' fourty for a show, that sh*t been comin' in

[Verse 1: Skilla Baby]
A million dollars cash, it take all night to count it
Two weeks in this month and I done made a hundred thousand
These n*ggas don't want no money, these n*ggas be childish
I don't want no pus*y from these b*tches, I'ma make 'em hum
Rap got me rich, but I still get it off the trenches
I'm feelin' you, mama, lеt me help you start a business (Huh)
Thеse n*ggas be finished, I'm the realest n*gga in it
I'm tryna clear another M this year before Christmas
[Chorus: Skilla Baby]
A million dollars worth of jewelery on, that sh*t ain't nothin'
Spend a half a ticket on my crib, that sh*t ain't nothin'
Closet full of sh*t that I don't wear, that sh*t ain't nothin'
A hundred somethin' thousand every month, that sh*t be comin' in
Put another watch on my wrist, that sh*t ain't nothin'
Hit one of these rap n*ggas' b*tch, that sh*t ain't nothin'
Spent two hundred thousand, I'm rich, that sh*t ain't nothin'
I've been gettin' fourty for a show, that sh*t been comin' in

[Verse 2: Ricomai]
Ain't never hit a b*tch that ain't come back and try to f*ck again
This b*tch right here really cave a n*gga stomach in
Summer 2020 only time n*ggas had numbers in
Talk that sh*t, back that sh*t up, guess I'm a plumber then
I be on some sh*t that if you broke, you wouldn't understand
Got the ups on n*gga like high-five, got the upper hand
She a only child, ain't got no brother, that b*tch f*ckin' him
f*ckin' five b*tches all at once, John Tucker, man

[Chorus: Skilla Baby]
A million dollars worth of jewelery on, that sh*t ain't nothin'
Spend a half a ticket on my crib, that sh*t ain't nothin'
Closet full of sh*t that I don't wear, that sh*t ain't nothin'
A hundred somethin' thousand every month, that sh*t be comin' in
Put another watch on my wrist, that sh*t ain't nothin'
Hit one of these rap n*ggas' b*tch, that sh*t ain't nothin'
Spent two hundred thousand, I'm rich, that sh*t ain't nothin'
I've been gettin' fourty for a show, that sh*t been comin' in
[Verse 3: Ricomai]
Love when she spoil me, broke b*tches gotta go
Zaza keep me comin' in, I'm high as UFOs
n*gga, ain't no beef, ain't talkin' money, how'd I'll grow?
Ain't even [?], already takin' off her clothes (Uh-huh)
In the stu' rockin', my b*tch beside me, she gon' roll
Pop one out, icy, touch me, anemic, grab a coat
Same b*tches that hold me, they suckin', not doin' both
Me and your girl in a room, six seconds and she fold
These [?] got a hold on me, pop pills like controllin' me
[?] fire rounds off of you, she can't do nothin' but go to sleep
Let me see the freak in you, lil' baby, like Jodeci
Never play with none of you n*ggas, ain't no ho in me
Take a n*gga b*tch and give her back, that sh*t ain't nothin'
See a lil' money, pop her pus*y like a button
Stand on what I say, I ain't gon' [?] around for nothin'
Bank call me Katrina, 'cause that b*tch keep gettin' flooded (Mm-hm)
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