Somethin’ Outta Nothin’ lyrics

[Chorus]
Made somethin outta nothin
Big ol bands got your b*tch bussin
Turned a dime into a dozen
I made somethin outta nothin (yeah)
Made somethin outta nothin (ooh)

[Verse]
Ain’t leavin the club until it’s daytime
I’m a dog b*tch, I’m a canine
No iPhone, but she know it’s FaceTime
So drunk, can’t walk in no straight line
It’s crazy huh?
How I took more shots than Kobe’s 81
Money stuffed up in my pockets bigger than a f*ckin baby bump (uh)
And it’s all blue stripes, I’m the one even though I’m too nice
I’m cool as ice, but still hot as a stove top
Puttin on for my whole block
Hit your BM from the back, while yo kid was playing Roblox (huh?)
Hold up pour up more shots
(b*tch)
One fish, two fish
Your b*tch sent me some nudе pics
She choosing
b*tch did I stutter? I ain’t Reubеn
She poppin and she droppin
Yeah she giving me that work
Look how I’m rockin I ain’t floppin
Now I got these n*ggas hurt
They on my jock and it ain’t shockin
The way these hoes going bezerk
Now that I’m droppin I ain’t stoppin
Till I’m six feet in the dirt (bounce bounce)
And I'm only 23
You b*tch n*ggas can’t humble me
Got an ounce up in these dungarees
5-0 better not touch on me
Or imma have to dip out (dip out)
Riding round with a stick out (stick out)
Talking sh*t it might slip out (slip out)
Sauced up bought the drip out (splash)
Uh, and God's the only one I do it for
Even when times was rough
He helped me live life on cruise control
(God)
Yeah, so I ain’t never had a worry
Number one and I’m rookie of the year
Rap's Kyler Murray (uh)
And all that fake sh*t, it’s nothing really to me
So when you see me on the streets n*gga
Don’t be acting like you knew me, cause I-
(Uh gahdamn)

[Chorus]
Made something outta nothin (uh gahdamn)
Big ol bands got yo b*tch bussin
Turned a dime into a dozen (what?)
Yeah
Made somethin outta nothin (ooh)
Made somethin outta nothin b*tch