Nothing to something

(Verse) Buzzer on the beat hoe Drop the roof on the coupe (Verse) Buzzer on the beat hoe Drop the roof on the coupe Double G's on with the G on the boots I got a whole white benz just to ride with my friends And I don't fuck with bitches that don't ride with hands I go all or nothing, maseratti or pumpkin And when I step outside all them hoes be fucking I get money and love songs I'm GI Joe Money on your head nigga tic tac toe From nothing to something I get the turnin the function I get the act and the donkey I get the act and the fool Bitch I'm breaking the rules And if you gon' fuck with the squash Then it gon' do what it do (Hook) Let me show my crease Fly as a motherfucker yes indeed I do a hundred on the freeway feeling the breeze I got money in that pocket ye I stack my cheese Fuck the alphabet boys I only fuck with G's And where I come from we don't fuck with yees Bring down the trees and go hammer the streets And everything that we do we gotta bleed From nothin' to something From nothin' to something From nothin' to something (Verse) All my bitches to their left shake their ass for me Tell Rick Ross cross that she dance for me All my young flocka niggas go pass for me And tell my Maliah could she please shake her ass for me Secret sunday with more than one chain on Looking for a bad bitch to make it rain oh Twenty thousand one now that's no game hoe White G, that's my rude, that's my cango Coupe mango, lame hoe get evicted Musser on the beat, motherfucker I'm different Drugs on the beat whole squad get a cheque Let them niggers tell it, we the west huh?! (Hook) Let me show my crease Fly as a motherfucker yes indeed I do a hundred on the freeway feeling the breeze I got money in that pocket ye I stack my cheese Fuck the alphabet boys I only fuck with G's And where I come from we don't fuck with yees Bring down the trees and go hammer the streets And everything that we do we gotta bleed From nothin' to something From nothin' to something From nothin' to something