Ain't On Nuttin'

[Verse 1: Sneakbo]

You see tonight, I'm on a one-night stand

Big anaconda in my pants

I know her and I know she got a man

Man a take a man's gyal and bang, bang, bang

Oh shit, niggas ain't really on nuttin'

When they see me, man, they don't say nuttin'

Hella vex, no talk, no discussion

Back it out, clap it out, make him start body poppin'

I'm bussin', told my nigga Kizzle why I love him

See the police, I dodge em

Big back Russian, tell a little nigga get it poppin'

Little niggas really tryna off em, bitch, I ain't been signed

But I'm getting shows every night

Bricky boy booked in Dubai, I've been up all night

Rich, that's how I'm gonna die

I ain't tryna die like you broke guys

Fuck them all, please get rid of them all

Pull up in the whip, don't stall

Private call? Fuck that private call

If I don't answer to that no more

I'll be in the X6 with my wet chick, she the bestest

Hitting fuckrie bruddas, see me on the guest list

Pretty little thing, nothing like Alexis

But she's my man's gyal so I had to sex it

[Chorus: Yungen & Sneakbo]

Yeah, you say you're on this, and on that

But you ain't on nuttin'

Said she take it from the back, man, that was all chat

Yeah, she ain't on nuttin'

My nigga, how you mean?

Nah, they ain't on nuttin', nah, they ain't on nuttin'

My nigga, how you mean?

Nah, they ain't on nuttin', nah, they ain't on nuttin'

[Verse 2: Yungen]

You see tonight, man's on that old school shit

Circle round in an old school whip

No venting, like this cannon's gotta clip

You better run, get your olders if man's on your strip

No games, you're just a prick

Your kid's broke, how you talking 'bout sticks?

You know nuttin', how you talking 'bout snitch?

I've been about from Bloodset days, ask Grips, like

Who's real? Man's real

'05, man was out in the field

Grown up now, I pay my mum's bills

You fake trap stars don't give your mum a penny, man, chill chill chill

Talking 'bout you runs this strip

Like this lighty didn't fuck his bitch

Met her in July, flew her out in August

She gonna tell you that she loved this shit

Whipping chains like a nigga been Django

Cutting through, I see Wilf in the Lambo

I used to link Ruby, I think her man know

Try letting Ruby con me and watch her man go

Don't say a word, pussy, you're a nerd

My boy 'Toine's home but still tryna dodge the bird

New Benz coming and it's gonna be my third, man

And I ain't even seen my 23rd

[Chorus: Yungen & Sneakbo]

Yeah, you say you're on this, and on that

But you ain't on nuttin'

Said she take it from the back, man, that was all chat

Yeah, she ain't on nuttin'

My nigga, how you mean?

Nah, they ain't on nuttin', nah, they ain't on nuttin'

My nigga, how you mean?

Nah, they ain't on nuttin', nah, they ain't on nuttin'

My nigga, how you mean?

Nah, they ain't on nuttin', nah, they ain't on nuttin'

My nigga, how you mean?

Nah, they ain't on nuttin', nah, they ain't on nuttin'