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NOTHIN' Video (MV)




Performed By: Mister Chizzle
Language: English
Length: 3:13
Written by: Christopher Harris




Mister Chizzle - NOTHIN' Lyrics




It's the EBT baby yeah
I got my business straight
Bought a couple semi trucks
They on the road today
Pulling up inifinity suv
To go hike with bae
Walking off this tomahawk steak
Cause we been gaining weight
Went and got a smoothie
From Simply Wholesome on over hill
Wrote down all my goals
Then rolled a blunt of this over kill
Had to wash the coupe
Now the Honda spotless
Take off the roof
Slide to Echo Park
For the Dodger game
In my Dodger blue
Shots of tequila
My reposado is Casa Migos
These fine spirits
Turn fine women
Into some freak hoes
Dripping in gold
Just like the ceiling
At master p crib
Keep a Nina
Black as Don Cheadle
Just for the defense
The weather changing
I'm still balling
Through every season
Red Louie belt
Match the red bubble jacket
From Yeezus
They only follow me
To witness my fall
I'm working late
But got your bitch on call
I'm in them walls

Ain't nothing baby
Ain't nothing baby

It's Chizz
I been fasting every Sunday
Hope I get a six pack one day
Goals
Wifey cooked some salmon up for me
To eat for lunch at work
She been hitting squats at home
That booty big enough to twerk
Catch me out in traffic skrrt
Prolly puffing on some purp
Poppin out at Venice Beach
Wit hoes I used to know from church
And they on demon time like it's 3AM
Look all I got for you is dick
Cause I can't be yo man
I spent $400 on that dinner for 2
Gimme that throat
And don't you dare
Throw up a crumb in this coupe
On GOD
Throw on a tee
Either Kappa or Santa Cruz
Hipster my fashion
I'm corporate minus the suit
The check I got in the mail
Ain't come wit a swoosh
These kind of knots
Imma have to get a masseuse
Niggaz switched up
So I had to chunk em the deuce
In these Versaces
I see imposter in you

Ain't nothing baby
Ain't nothing baby
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It's the EBT baby yeah
I got my business straight
Bought a couple semi trucks
They on the road today
Pulling up inifinity suv
To go hike with bae
Walking off this tomahawk steak
Cause we been gaining weight
Went and got a smoothie
From Simply Wholesome on over hill
Wrote down all my goals
Then rolled a blunt of this over kill
Had to wash the coupe
Now the Honda spotless
Take off the roof
Slide to Echo Park
For the Dodger game
In my Dodger blue
Shots of tequila
My reposado is Casa Migos
These fine spirits
Turn fine women
Into some freak hoes
Dripping in gold
Just like the ceiling
At master p crib
Keep a Nina
Black as Don Cheadle
Just for the defense
The weather changing
I'm still balling
Through every season
Red Louie belt
Match the red bubble jacket
From Yeezus
They only follow me
To witness my fall
I'm working late
But got your bitch on call
I'm in them walls

Ain't nothing baby
Ain't nothing baby

It's Chizz
I been fasting every Sunday
Hope I get a six pack one day
Goals
Wifey cooked some salmon up for me
To eat for lunch at work
She been hitting squats at home
That booty big enough to twerk
Catch me out in traffic skrrt
Prolly puffing on some purp
Poppin out at Venice Beach
Wit hoes I used to know from church
And they on demon time like it's 3AM
Look all I got for you is dick
Cause I can't be yo man
I spent $400 on that dinner for 2
Gimme that throat
And don't you dare
Throw up a crumb in this coupe
On GOD
Throw on a tee
Either Kappa or Santa Cruz
Hipster my fashion
I'm corporate minus the suit
The check I got in the mail
Ain't come wit a swoosh
These kind of knots
Imma have to get a masseuse
Niggaz switched up
So I had to chunk em the deuce
In these Versaces
I see imposter in you

Ain't nothing baby
Ain't nothing baby
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Writer: Christopher Harris
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, EMPIRE PUBLISHING


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