Ain’t Worried About Nothin’ (Remix 1) lyrics

[Intro: French Montana]
Ain't worried 'bout nothin'
n*gga, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
n*gga, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
n*gga, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'

[Intro: Miley Cyrus]
Ain't worried 'bout nothin'
b*tch, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
I ain't really worried 'bout nothin'
b*tch, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'

[Verse 1: Miley Cyrus]
Broke a record on the day I dropped my video
I got three thick girls in my video
Pop a molly and you know you know you'll never stop
You think I'm turnt up wait until my album drops
Versace, versace versace I wear that vintage versace
Fashion week you can find me in New York posing for the paparazzi
And I'm all white like french montana
Oh sh*t there goes hannah montana
Acting like a little southern girl
Now twerking like I grew up in Atlanta


[Hook]
n*gga, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
n*gga, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
n*gga, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
n*gga, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
n*gga, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
n*gga, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
Ridin' round with that work, strapped up with that Nina (got to)
Bad b*tches with me, molly and Aquafina
Money don't mean nothing, n*ggas don't feel you when they see you
My whole 'hood love me, but naan n*gga wanna touch me
n*gga, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
n*gga, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
n*gga, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
n*gga, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
n*gga, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
n*gga, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
[Verse 1]
n*gga, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
Ridin' 'round through East Tremont
n*gga, I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
Ridin' 'round with that Nina
Ridin' 'round with that AK, that HK, that SK
That beam on the scope
Window down, blowin' smoke
n*ggas frontin be broke
Try rob me, gon' get smoked
That gun automatic, my car automatic
Ain't worried 'bout nothin'

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Money don't mean nothin' (nada), b*tches don't mean nothin' (nada)
Come here with your hand out, n*gga I don't owe you nothin' (nana)
I'm ridin' round with that work, Max lost trial I'm hurt
I'll ride through Mott Haven, I'll ride through Castle Hill
You know that Coupe half a million, f*ck how n*ggas feel
Cause I ain't really worried 'bout nothin', my n*ggas ain't worried 'bout nothin'
Ain't worried 'bout nothin'

[Hook]