Nothing To Me lyrics

by

Quin NFN


[Intro]
Hold on, gang, baow, baow, baow, baow
Hold on, hey, hey
Cio
Hold on, baow, baow, baow, baow, huh
Gang, gang, hold on

[Chorus]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, lowkey I'm the hardest lil’ n*gga that came in this ho
And I got a name in the 4, I was broke, but it feel like I made it before
Quincho too cold could've came with a coat, wet that b*tch up, should've came with a boat
Brand new AR really came with a scope, I was gettin’ out them bo's and it gave me some hope
A whole lot of choppas, a whole lot of money with me
n*ggas dissin' on us really funny to me, I was broke than a b*tch with like nothin' to eat
I just f*ck on that ho then I f*ckin' repeat, I know n*ggas mad 'cause they f*ckin' with me
She a dime to a boy but she ugly to me, run the racks with this money, ain't nothin’ to me

[Verse 1]
That boy silent and he don’t speak, now that boy violent and he gon' tweak
Take her to the island and she gon’ freak, lowkey I be vibin', don't need no beat
One thing fo' sho and they know me and see me, still from the 4, got a dub and some di*kies (I promise)
These n*ggas broke and they silly, I’m far from a sucker, but she wanna lick me
I cannot walk in a show with no blicky, you play around with us and it won't end pretty
Snapped like a ho just for thinkin' it's friendly, a whole lot of racks, I can never be picky
Rubbin' the Runtz in the yo and the sticky, think I'm a ho, get smoked like Phillie
Standin' on 10K so a n*gga won't get me, choppa a model, it came with some titties
[Chorus]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, lowkey I'm the hardest lil' n*gga that came in this ho
And I got a name in the 4, I was broke, but it feel like I made it before
Quincho too cold could've came with a coat, wet that b*tch up, should've came with a boat
Brand new AR really came with a scope, I was gettin' out them bo's and it gave me some hope
A whole lot of choppas, a whole lot of money with me
n*ggas dissin' on us really funny to me, I was broke than a b*tch with like nothin' to eat
I just f*ck on that ho then I f*ckin' repeat, I know n*ggas mad 'cause they f*ckin' with me
She a dime to a boy but she ugly to me, run the racks with this money, ain't nothin' to me

[Verse 2]
I'ma tell y'all somethin' n*ggas didn't know, n*ggas talking and giving out info
And this ho wanna f*ck on the Quincho, she give throat 'cause there's mud on the window
Boss b*tch only hang with a kinfolk, she come clutch when it's time for the rando
I turn her house white into a nympho, but they plottin' so I keep a stick close
It ain't hot as these b*tch n*ggas know that, steady pittin' my foot where they throat at
How you rappin' 'bout iron, it ain't blow that? We on messages, just dump it and pole that
Sippin' drinks, so don't pass me the mole yet, big pockets, they bigger than 4X
I've been rappin' three years and I'm on that, snipe a n*gga long distance, free Kodak

[Chorus]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, lowkey I'm the hardest lil' n*gga that came in this ho
And I got a name in the 4, I was broke, but it feel like I made it before
Quincho too cold could've came with a coat, wet that b*tch up, should've came with a boat
Brand new AR really came with a scope, I was gettin' out them bo's and it gave me some hope
A whole lot of choppas, a whole lot of money with me
n*ggas dissin' on us really funny to me, I was broke than a b*tch with like nothin' to eat
I just f*ck on that ho then I f*ckin' repeat, I know n*ggas mad 'cause they f*ckin' with me
She a dime to a boy but she ugly to me, run the racks with this money, ain't nothin' to me
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