Nothin'

Homeboy, I came to party

Your girl was lookin' at me

She's a haggler, no I'm not tagging her

But you don't want them boys to come over and start askin' you

What you wanna do, ****?

(Nothin')

What you tryna do, ****?

(Nothin')

What you wanna do, ****?

(Nothin')

What you tryna do?

Yo, N-O-R papi, say what? That ****'s the man

With his manager Chris and the label that jams

Still flossin', showin' your rocks

Ain't you dudes heard grimy, man? We stole your watch

It goes Indian style, he's bent in the dashiki

Strapped with the Veritek, baby tech, B.T.

True, she at the bar, lookin' good in the brown dress

Four to six shots and them things ain't around yet

Persona all thugged out, loud and clear

Saying fuck the straight Henny, just grab me a beer

You see, I'm reppin' now, and my mami's got a weapon now

Shoot at them clowns at they feet, they high-steppin' now

Left that whack label 'cause I don't like pricks

I'm like a hammer that you hold on your hand, I make hits

At the white boy club, wilding, buyin' the bar

They like, hey now, you're an all-star, it go

Homeboy, I came to party

Your girl was lookin' at me

She's a haggler, no I'm not tagging her

But you don't want them boys to come over and start askin' you

What you wanna do, ****?

(Nothin')

What you tryna do, ****?

(Nothin')

What you wanna do, ****?

(Nothin')

What you tryna do?

I spit mack millimeter rhymes, kill a liter in line

My **** Peter got a heater of mines

****'s still lyin' in they whack ass bars

Only time they seen jail when they watchin' "Oz"

I'm in the club, pissy drunk, like (Ah, da, da, da)

And mami took her papa like (Da, da, da, da)

Adios, kill your soul, then we body your ghost

They call me Gordo, sip champagne and sip porto

Playin' Captain Clue (Man, you ain't nappy too)

I like when chocha be nappy too

I treat life like a fast car, low on my speed

I try and chill, and sell more records than Creed

Been a hustler (What, what)

Way before Melvin Flynt

A criminal, don't need no prints

These dudes gave me a brick and they ain't seen me since

Coulda, woulda, had them dudes straight hoppin' the fence

Homeboy, I came to party

Your girl was lookin' at me

She's a haggler, no I'm not tagging her

But you don't want them boys to come over and start askin' you

What you wanna do, ****?

(Nothin')

What you tryna do, ****?

(Nothin')

What you wanna do, ****?

(Nothin')

What you tryna do, ****?

(Nothin')

Well oops, I don' done it again

I got another one

I keep it hid in my pocket, I got another one

Fast and furious, dun, dun, dun, dun, dun

Still be in Miami and jet-skiing

In the ocean where the sharks be at, just OD-ing

Adebesi, want a brick to pay double easy

I got them things that'll move easy

And I told the lawyer I sold blow to old Goya

I'm half Spanish, you see I cook coke for Goya

I'm half Spanish, all day roasting pollo

Recognize, when I'm runnin' the game, before me

Chickens wasn't even messing with brain because of me

Now you started gettin' head on the Westside highway

So recognize, my ****, you did it my way

Ice rocking, brick chopping, and gun shopping

I did it all, beat cases without Cochran

Homeboy, I came to party

Your girl was lookin' at me

She's a haggler, no I'm not tagging her

But you don't want them boys to come over and start askin' you

What you wanna do, ****?

(Nothin')

What you tryna do, ****?

(Nothin')

What you wanna do, ****?

(Nothin')

What you tryna do, ****?

(Nothin')