Yeat – ON NOTHING [E]

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[Chorus]

(On nothing, on—)
My bitch steppin’ in some white 1s (On nothing, on—)
I ain’t told a lie, I ain’t told a lie once (On nothing, on— no, no)
No, I ain’t give a fuck, I ain’t give a fuck once (On nothing, on— no, no)
I’ma put out that flame, it’s fuckin’ lame, uh, you goin’ out sad (On nothing, on— ooh)
All-black diamonds, they bustin’ right, uh, in that Jag’ (On nothing, on— woo)
Yeah, come pull up and suck my dick, give it to my Caddy (On nothing, on—)
Got bags on top of bags, this shit gettin’ out of hand (On nothing, on— woo-ah)
When I land, bitch, pull up on me, then run it again, they don’t want it to end (Woo)
I’m right by the bend, I’m right by the corner where nobody been (Woo)
My money is tall, I call up somebody, I call up Ben (Woo, ah)
I don’t need nobody, I’ma say it again, I don’t need no friends (Woo)

[Verse]

I’m always on they heads, on they minds, fuck it
I’m makin’ too much money inside this building, I caused a ruckus (Yeah)
It’s too many fuckin’ lames tryna talk that I don’t fuck with
And no, I don’t entertain none of that famе, I just make buckets (Woo)
Ridin’ plain jane, pull up in tank, gun on mе, bitch, I tuck it
I don’t fuck with Flame, not a lot to say, if I saw a candle, I’d shush it
What more could I say? You do what they tell you to say, you a motherfuckin’ puppet (Woo)
I really pull up with that metal, lil’ bitch, and I put that metal on yo’ muffin (Woo)
No, you ain’t on shit, you ain’t on shit, you ain’t on nothing (Woo)
You can hit my line, I’ll never answer, bitch, I dub it (Woo)
Way too clean and fly for that, lil’ bitch, I’ll pull up and scrub it (Woo)
You ain’t on nothing, you ain’t on nothing, on nothing (Woo)

[Chorus]

(On nothing, on—) Woo
My bitch steppin’ in some white 1s (On nothing, on— white)
I ain’t told a lie, I ain’t told a lie once (On nothing, on— no, no)
No, I ain’t give a fuck, I ain’t give a fuck once (On nothing, on— no, no)
I’ma put out that flame, it’s fuckin’ lame, uh, you goin’ out sad (On nothing, on— ooh)
All-black diamonds, they bustin’ right, uh, in that Jag’ (On nothing, on— woo)
Yeah, come pull up and suck my dick, give it to my Caddy (On nothing, on—)
Got bags on top of bags, this shit gettin’ out of hand (On nothing, on— woo-ah)
When I land, bitch, pull up on me, then run it again, they don’t want it to end (Woo)
I’m right by the bend, I’m right by the corner where nobody been (Woo)
My money is tall, I call up somebody, I call up Ben (Woo, ah)
I don’t need nobody, I’ma say it again, I don’t need no friends (Woo)

[Outro]

(On nothing, on nothing, yeah)
(On nothing, on nothing, yeah)
(On nothing, on nothing, yeah)
(On nothing)