No Thing ft. aeros, JAADE & qulan. Lyrics

Aye, baby hit my line when I'm too gone

Or maybe that I'm too high

I been killing shit since a nigga was bout knee high

And I'm steppin' out so you know that I'mma get fly

A nigga left his fam so that's all on me

But I ain't trippin' they ain't even wanna call on me

And a nigga really paid so we all gon' eat, swear we all gon' eat

Shit, I ain't got no sleep

We going up like a tall drink

He don't rap no more, maybe that's what y'all think

Big boss shit, see the shots I'm callin'

She said she want Balmain that's the small things

I ain't even trippin' I ain't really type to call things

Pull up Cam'Ron wit the all pink

I'm just thinkin' bout this bread like we all think

You do nothing for me baby you just stalling

Ain't no thang to hit a bag too

My shit makin' people mad too

Ain't fuck around with the man boo

Hit a switch, bitch, hit the lag, woo

Got big papers, hit relax boo

Sippin' on liquor, fade back woo

99 problems, people find woo

Ain't no thang, that's facts too

She said, hey it's been a minute

Ain't respond to the text though

She's dry so I erased her number

Like marks from an expo

Please do not speak to me when I'm rollin' up the indo'

Last year I was on my tortoise moves

Let's up the tempo

You know where to find me, in my bag is where I'm at (at)

Whip can hit a hundred in bout seven seconds flat (flat)

Every song I make there's new improvement, that's a fact (fact)

Numb to all the bullshit at this point I don't react (aye, aye)

Keep it stoic, move in silence, be a stone-cold killer

Banging on my chest like a silver-back gorilla

A trapped soul, but I'm not bumpin' no Bryson Tiller

Life has ups and downs but it's mostly a bunch of filler

But what you do's important with that idle time

Focus on yourself and you gone be just fine

Then see who'll still be with you at the finish line

In your business you should be 'cause I'll be minding mine

Ain't no thang to hit a bag too

My shit makin' people mad too

Ain't fuck around with the man boo

Hit a switch, bitch, hit the lag, woo

Got big papers, hit relax boo

Sippin' on liquor, fade back woo

99 problems, people find woo

Ain't no thang, that's facts too

People talk but

Don't pay no mind

Only you can define who you are

And want to be

You're just fine to me

We gone shine baby it's alright, yeah

Ain't no thang to hit a bag too

My shit makin' people mad too

Ain't fuck around with the man boo

Hit a switch, bitch, hit the lag, woo

Got big papers, hit relax boo

Sippin' on liquor, fade back woo

99 problems, people find woo

Ain't no thang, that's facts too

Bring it to the back, to the back like

You know it ain't no thing to bring it back right

Hit it from the back, hit it from the back like

Ain't no thing to bring from the back right

Bring it to the back, to the back like

You know it ain't no thing to bring it back right

Hit it from the back, hit it from the back like

Ain't no thing to bring from the back right