nothing to do ft. Conspiquo & Lucy Bombay Lyrics

I pulled up on the scene

In a drop top M3

I'm a player on the team

Better get to know me

We started with some shots

And some henny on the rocks

Ladies laughing when I talk

Then we take a little walk

From the window to the wall

We gone take it down the hall

You wear nothing at all

Got you pressed against the wall

Leave your number on the window

Cuffin season in the fall

You a real black widow

Bout to make me risk it all

I been stressed tho

Worrying bout everything except a dress code

Out in Fresno

How'd I get so high off espresso

Keep my self high but head low

Tell me what the price is yea I'm lookin for a cheat code

Yea that bitch is for the streets but the streets is looking keto

Open up my appetite and

Open up my pupils

Higher than a satellite

The morning with out e bro

I been reaching for the e break

I might delay, head like BA, yea just see me

Soooooon

And we Replay, you know she say, just no clichés

Foooo

So just Dale mami

Dial me up when you got nothing to do

Nothing to lose

We bottom feeding baby

With nothin to prove

Hit me up when you ain't got nothing to do

Hit me up when you ain't got nothing to do

Hit me up when you ain't got nothing to do

Hit me up when you ain't got nothing to do

Nothing to do

Nothing to do

Nothing to do, with you

At all

Nothing to do

Nothing to do, with you

At all