Very Much Nothing lyrics

(You ain’t ready for this one
sh*tty f*ck!
Bam!)

Right there, right on the spot you’ll be gettin blown
Cuz I’m not yet dead and your own head will not be of your own
I will never quit this rapping game until I’m fully grown
Even if I lose all of my friends and I am all alone

Right there, right on the spot you’ll be gettin blown
Cuz I’m not yet dead and your own head will not be of your own
I will never quit this rapping game until I’m fully grown
Even if I lose all of my friends and I am all alone

Beat drops harder than my dog, yeah he dead
Was 16 and was beaten and never properly fed
One day I saw him poopin on the floor and it was red
And I was horrified I thought it came straight out his head

Straight out the suburbs, out the graveyard, Cooper will be led
To horrifying scenes of gore before he goes to bed
He’ll bite some heads off and they’ll be severed their guts will spread
One by one, til he done, then he makin all the bread

Right there, right on the spot you’ll be gettin blown
Cuz I’m not yet dead and your own head will not be of your own
I will never quit this rapping game until I’m fully grown
Even if I lose all of my friends and I am all alone
Right there, right on the spot you’ll be gettin blown
Cuz I’m not yet dead and your own head will not be of your own
I will never quit this rapping game until I’m fully grown
Even if I lose all of my friends and I am all alone (What are you saying n*gga, the f*ck are you saying)

The Wexx is f*cking real and I will pass to him this beat

Let's go, let's go, I'm getting the cash for real
I'm moving so fast you can't catch me
Our bullets so big for real
She check it so fast like Cardi B
All of the things I did
That lil' b*tch wanna f*ck with me
I'm playing golf for real
I don't need this b*tch bomb aside

Keeping the sh*t in bag, bad b*tch bring the ass
Strike fast, call my name, I don't care what you need
I just keep on capping n*gga, I got no money
I'm doing my best to meet your need, I'm doing my best to meet your need
I don't get money but I swear we could feed
Five loaves of bread and a f*cking little fish, fish
Even all these b*tches wanna try to play with me

Cause we fresh, you f*cking me to need
b*tch please, you can never try me
Make it, I don't wanna fake it
I aspire because I got nothing
Right there, right on the spot you’ll be gettin blown
Cuz I’m not yet dead and your own head will not be of your own
I will never quit this rapping game until I’m fully grown
Even if I lose all of my friends and I am all alone

Right there, right on the spot you’ll be gettin blown
Cuz I’m not yet dead and your own head will not be of your own
I will never quit this rapping game until I’m fully grown
Even if I lose all of my friends and I am all alone