NOTHIN

(album: Coffee & Kush, Vol. 2 - 2020)

[Jack Harlow:]
It ain't nothing to a boss (Mm)
The fellas you be with, they got you huffing the exhaust (Mm)
Wonder how we do it, man, it's something in the sauce (Mm)
Butterflies in my stomach when she touching on my drawers (Mm)
All my brothers dressing like they coming out the closet (Mm)
Prolly why we staring at discussion when we flossing (Mm)
Quite the contrary, though, we bussing on your bros (Mm)
We don't ever cuff 'em, no, we fuck 'em in the car, like some (Mm)
(Yeah) Like some other fucking dawgs (Hey)
That's just how I'm living, it ain't nothing we was taught (Oh)
My baby, Shady was, I guess I'm gon' go get some thot (Oh)
I need to cash in the bank until it's busting' out the vault (Mm)
They don't wanna see me ball (Uh)
Came up out the city, had 'em cussing at the walls (Mm)
I'm just a younging with some flaws
I got people taking pictures while I'm strutting through the mall

[Problem:]
What? What?
They ain't pasta with the sauce (What?)
That's why they got robbed, repercussions when they floss (Right)
Get your mind right, disconnect from all those orbs (On God)
Friend or foe, you hear me? That's selection with your heart, boy (Yeah)
Yeah, pray we never take another loss (Never)
Never had to pay for no protection from the park (Never)
Why, you the type that's scared of your reflection in the dark
You got any misconceptions, let's address it from the start, nigga
Baby hoping that I plug (Ooh)
If I hit her with it, better act like she in love (Ooh)
These niggas in their feelings, bro, I blame it on the drugs
Come to California, get to knucking if you buck, bruh (Knuck if you buck, boy)
Diamond Lane, throw it, boy (What?)
Grinding with precision, keep the gang going up
GRAMMYs or the 'Grams, we ain't stunting for no flick shit
But we still do it for the cam, shoutout Dipset (What?)
Stop playing

[Jack Harlow:]
It ain't nothing to a boss (Mm)
The fellas you be with, they got you huffing the exhaust (Mm)
Wonder how we do it, man, it's something in the sauce (Mm)
Butterflies in my stomach when she touching on my drawers (Mm)
All my brothers dressing like they coming out the closet (Mm)
Prolly why we staring at discussion when we flossing (Mm)
Quite the contrary, though, we bussing on your bros (Mm)
We don't ever cuff 'em, no, we fuck 'em in the car, like some (Mm)
(Yeah) Like some other fucking dawgs (Hey)
That's just how I'm living, it ain't nothing we was taught (Oh)
My baby, Shady was, I guess I'm gon' go get some thot (Oh)
I need to cash in the bank until it's busting' out the vault (Mm)
They don't wanna see me ball (Uh)
Came up out the city, had 'em cussing at the walls (Mm)
I'm just a younging with some flaws
I got people taking pictures while I'm strutting through the mall

[Jay Rock:]
I'm 'bout to heavy bag this shit
Lock a nigga state to state with a bag of bricks, he know
Possible he could get cracked with this
But I'm on my midnight train, on my Gladys shit
He thought get it bracking for my establishment
Under full court pressure, fade back and swish
B-roll, keep a redbone stallion for sport
Keep a lawyer on retainer, so I'm smiling in court
He will be suprised what a hunnid bill dollar'll do
Meet your demands, pull up, talking to community property
If you got all the lottery and you bought all the property
It's a pussy monopoly, you better wake up
Better recognize what time is today
Whole time gotta survive, that's the play
It seems like I'm only two bars away
Eastside, five star like I'm on GTA