Ain’t Nothin’ lyrics

[Chorus]
I see 12 then you know that I'm runnin’
Big bankroll, man, you know that I'm thumbin'
Been counting up checks, man, this sh*t ain’t nothin'
I'm smoking on dope, you know I'm big bluntin'

[Verse]
He is a b*tch, yeah, he got confronted
Ain't going out sad about my money
Wanna ride in a foreign, yeah, I done it
Lotta money, I be counting them hundreds
Not trusting no more, man, I can't believe it
n*ggas be hating, ain't got no reason
With my team and my n*ggas be eatin’
Thot b*tch, kicked her out, get to leaving
Sit down with my gang like a meeting
Good gas all a n*gga be breathing
Getting money, n*ggas don’t know the meaning
Good Wock, man, that n*gga was leaning
G-Shock, better know it's by Ferg
Real ice, n*gga, just like a "brr"
Bad b*tch and she got the curves
Foreign car, man, you know I’ma swerve
Sing on the song, n*gga, like I'm Whitney
Bankrolls, man, I'm keeping it with me
Real n*gga, man, you know I'm a real G
Hop in that foreign, get to speeding
Said she got money and she don’t need me
I'm with my bloods, yeah, we are bleeding
Ain't talking 'bout a gang, I'm talking 'bout my family
I'ma watch a Fight play with my family
Too much Louis, you already know
Big bankroll when I walk in the store
Rich n*gga, man, you know I ain't poor
I'm getting pizza, I be gettin' the dough
Good gas, what the f*ck is a pote?
I'm smoking Gelato like a float
He getting money, yeah, that n*gga my bro
I'm getting money, yeah, I get it for sure
Look at my goddamn neck, it's cold
n*gga, you a b*tch, I know you told
These n*ggas be b*tches, man, breaking the code
Light up the blunt, lights off, then I'm gone
Flew to LA to go home
Smokin' that gas out the raw cone
Call the plug, n*gga, pick up the phone
b*tches calling, man, leave me alone
[Chorus]
I see 12 then you know that I'm runnin'
Big bankroll, man, you know that I'm thumbin'
Been counting up checks, man, this sh*t ain't nothin'
I'm smoking on dope, you know I'm big blunting