Nuttin

Lyrics

[Verse 1] It's like ninety-nine degrees ('Grees) Yeah, boy's shadow need some antifreeze (Freeze) Glocks for the semi yeah, they overseas (Seas) And my shorty too cause she Japanese, uh (Oh she Japanese?) Bullets dumpin' got you ducking like you dynasty (They get you ah) Oh you fine to me, she'll finally (Suki) Come home with me (Suki) Hop up on the belly, catch a pedigree (We got it, ay) Nigga, I don't know ya (Ha-ha) Pull up like I got a couple niggas from Illinois ('Nois) Niggas actin' up and now you lying like a lawyer (Lawyer) Nigga you my child, watch you pull up in a stroller (Stroller) Haters from the plant, but this ain't no damn controller ('Troller) Ain't no sippin' lean, nigga, I be sippin' soda (Soda) Orange juice with pulp if you don't got Coca-Cola I don't really simp, (Uh) Do we have a date? (Uh) Does everyone break up? [Chorus] Cause I pulled up on a nigga like what happen? (Ay yuh) You can never catch a nigga lackin' (Ay yuh) Summertime all my niggas trappin' (Ay yuh) You not getting money, boy you cappin' (Ay yuh) Niggas, I'm the K'nuckles from the captain (Ay yuh) Border shut now, shit it slappin' (Ay yuh) Sweat drippin', ooh I need a napkin (Yeah yeah) I don't really know ya (Yeah yeah) You get the back hand, you get the back hand (Yeah yeah) [Post-Chorus] (Ay) Whatcha' doing? Uh, nigga nothing really (Ay yuh) Whatcha' feelin' like? Nigga nothing really (Ay yuh) Whatcha' finna do? Nigga nothing really (Ay yuh) Whatcha' finna do? Nigga nothing really (Ay yuh) Whatcha' doing? Uh, nigga nothing really (Ay yuh) Whatcha' feelin' like? Nigga nothing really (Ay yuh) Whatcha' finna do? Nigga nothing really (Ay yuh) Whatcha' finna do? Nigga nothing really (Ay yuh) [Verse 2] Niggas silly ay, pockets filled with fifties (Ay yuh) Gettin' litty (shee), goin' harder than a titty (Ay yuh) On my willy uh, future that's a milli (Ay yuh) In the gilly uh, jumpin out the skilly (Ay yuh) Bitch I'm pretty ay, hit em with the shimmy (Ay yuh) Shawty skinny uh, hit her in the kitty (Ay yuh) In the kitty, goin' dumb like I'm Timmy (Ay yuh) I'm in Chile, uh, just a lil city This summer watch me climb a tree, baby catch a beat On lame ass shit baby you and me Cause when I'm really with the gimmicks Just give me couple minutes And we can get in on in the Civic This summer watch me climb a tree, baby catch a beat On some lame ass shit baby you and me Cause when I'm really with the gimmicks Just give me couple minutes And we can get in on in the Civic [Bridge] We can get it on (Pull up to the Civic, pull up to the Civic) We can get it on (Pull up to the Civic, pull up to the Civic) We can get it on (Pull up to the Civic, pull up to the Civic) We can get it on (Pull up to the Civic, pull up to the Civic) We can get it on (Back to the back, back to the back) We can get it on (Back to the back, back to the back) We can get it on (Back to the back, back to the back) We can get it on (Back to the back, back to the back) [Chorus] Cause I pulled up on a nigga like what happen? (Ay yuh) You can never catch a nigga lackin' (Ay yuh) Summertime all my niggas trappin' (Ay yuh) You not getting money, boy you cappin' (Ay yuh) Niggas, I'm the K'nuckles from the captain (Ay yuh) Border shut now, shit it slappin' (Ay yuh) Sweat drippin', ooh I need a napkin (Yeah yeah) I don't really know ya (Yeah yeah) You get the back hand, you get the back hand (Yeah yeah) [Instrumental Outro]