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ADÉ - SOMETHING FROM NOTHIN' (Audio) ft. Rich The Kid
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
ADÉ
ADÉ
Vocals
Rich The Kid
Rich The Kid
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rich The Kid
Rich The Kid
Composer
Philip Adetumbi
Philip Adetumbi
Composer
Owen Christopher Barto
Owen Christopher Barto
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
O.B.
O.B.
Producer
Jon Doe
Jon Doe
Recording Engineer
Steven Felix
Steven Felix
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
They like ‘De, what you been on?
I tell ‘em “Nada”, throw my Prada-Lo Slip On, don’t be tryna
Let these **** know my every move
For that plottin’, keep a clip, it go Benny Boom
Gimme room
We at Poppy in the back, blowing pack like it’s hookah
Just had two cups of the Yak, shorty phat, introduce her (what’s good?)
Say she from Chicago and she model for the Gram
She do Fashionova products, do pilates when she can
What’s the plan? Let’s be on the way (on the way!)
Call your friends, don’t call it a date. (WOO)
I been in my bag, Rick Flair been the mood
Prolly somewhere where it’s sunny
Need my Cher to come through (Ooh)
[Verse 2]
Ain’t it somethin’
Made it out from nothin’ (yea)
For them 100s, was movin out them onions (yea)
Now they know me, Tokyo to Tennessee
Same homies, kept the same energy
Keep it 1000 how I operate
On my own two, never ride the wave
God say it’s for me, you know I’ma get it
Met Justine twice, so the Skye ain’t the limit.
[Verse 3]
I been saving for the coupe
Spent 6 fixing mama’s roof
I been in the booth, spittin’ writtens like a missing tooth
While you bullshittin’, your bitch in my kitchen whippin up
Youngin’ on a mission, you want what you missin’ listen up
[Verse 4]
Rich! What you been doing?
Rackin’, stackin’, flexin’ on purpose
Poor service she nervous
Dropped some racks in her Birkin.
Ooh, I got a flex too, 50 my neck, boo
Ride ‘round with a tech too
My wrist is so cool
I got the money gon’ double up
Broke **** get your hustle up
These lil’ **** they can’t fuck with us
Bentley truck, I might mod it up
Nah, don’t want the fake love
I can’t fuck with no scrub
Dropping hundreds in the tub (what?)
Cut ‘er off for the mud
[Verse 5]
Ain’t it somethin’
Made it out from nothin’ (yea)
From them 100s, was movin out them onions (yea)
Now they know me, Tokyo to Tennessee
Same homies, kept the same energy
Keep it 1000 how I operate
On my own two, never ride the wave
God say it’s for me, you know I’ma get it
Met Justine twice, so the Skye ain’t the limit
Written by: Dimitri Roger, Owen Christopher Barto, Philip Adetumbi
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