Song About Nothing 3 Lyrics

Let's go, yo, ayo, I'm 30, they taggin' the Benz wagon

Since the boy met world, I've been savage Out of a hundred, 90% of them been average

Nine are decent, other 1% is me, I'm the baddest

Hundred yards away, a cap in the knee The scope I'm attachin' is make sure I'm

shootin' shit accurate Yeah, her prone position

Breathin' real naturally, two to the dome with precision

Yo, dawg, it's really pole position or nothin' or it's really over for niggas

We ownin' this mission, convertible whippin' the drop

Spin through the block, he's shakin' shit up, we spin on his top

His brains explode like sodas be gettin', go get him a mop

Clean up on isle six

You gon' need a whole mop and bucket, bro not a swift

I'm quick on the draw unfortunately, he not as quick

I'm good as I am, run lap runnin' around the new

But kickin' shit like it's nine-six

Yo, your favorite bitch be lurkin' when I'm

In the town, follow me to my rental

Yeah, I don't want the broad at all

But I make her use a card for my incidentals

Yeah, now she accidentally got butt naked

Upstairs, starin' out the window

Yeah, she high off Molly, missed a call from you

Called you her ex, now she's sentimental, uh

I'm on the west coast with my wife Beater, Cortez in my khaki crease, uh

My Mexican bitch just woke up, I put her back to sleep, like, uh

I wrote her a note, I told her I love her and catch me the next day, uh

She quickly caught on to the joke and called up all of her essays, uh

Essays, sorry, I'm kiddin', I treat that hoe like she my sister

Yeah, I spent the night with her, I ain't even try to kiss her

Walked in, she went right for the pistol

Her hand slipped and then right to the pickle

Now we in a pickle, panties by her ankle Now she bent over, now I'm in the middle

Take this late ride to the spittle, yeah

Man, listen, listen, listen, listen, A bless, we gon' call this joint

Song About Nothin' three

Cause every once in a while, man, I just gotta, I just gotta, you know what I mean

It feel good to just take the, take a day off with the brain and, and, and, and

And just be stupid for a second

I gotta, I gotta, I gotta, sometimes I gotta understand

I gotta stay in tune with the streets I gotta understand what, what you dumb niggas

Go through on a daily, man I gotta understand, like, you know what I'm

Saying? To be in tune with the streets, you gotta be

You gotta really be in tune, these niggas is dumb

So I just figure out what this, what it feels like to be dumb

I don't like it

I don't like it