[Verse 1]
2 styrophome cups filled with ice, plus a pint I'm sipping, that's my prescription
The hottest given has me writing lyrics
You can't decipher quickly like hyrogliphics
New Orleans turn 4th [?] like Michael [?]
Psyco living, with a rifle on him, and a long nose like Scotty Pippin
He probably trippin, no conversation, no politicin
Turn hood beef to a pot of chicken
Burn a body, just to try and stop ferenzics
If 12 coming, then we hopping fences
Can't see him, you gon' need goggle lenses
Rifle bullets make him hobble limping
Trife living, with no pot to piss in
So they rob and steal for the top position
Gobble beef, kill the opposition
Your life or money is thе proposition
Using both hands for the pots we whipping
Chopper clipping, long stock likе Pippy
Smoke you like a hooka [?] hippy
Chains on me, like I'm cotton picking
You got a Roley on, but your clock is ticking
While the bomb is ticking, in my composition
[Chorus]
Came in this bitch, man, I came with a whole lot of nothing
Guaranteed when I leave this bitch, I'ma leave with a whole lot of money
Came in this bitch, man, I came with a whole lot of nothing
Guaranteed when I leave this bitch, I'ma leave with a whole lot of money
From a whole lot of nothing
To a whole lot of money
A whole lot of nothing
My whole lot of nothing
To a whole lot of money
From a whole lot of nothing
To a whole lot of money
Guaranteed when I leave this bitch, I'ma leave with a whole lot of money
[Verse 2]
Getting money, that's manditory
I've been cooking up in the labritory
Hit factory, brick factory
This is good dope, the streets bat for me
Been to Hell and back, this is heaven sent
This is payback, I want every cent
New money smell, I got a heavy sent
New Roley on, yeah, it's presidential
Knock knock knock, let me in now
Fiends online, you better PayPal
If not, watch how the berreta spray pounds
Siegel said get down or lay down
This is not a game, not a playground, I run with niggas mama told you not to play with
Pistol got a silancer, chopper wake the neighbors
Sauce on me, now I'm dripping flavor
Sosa with me, that's a pimp without the gaters
Byu boy, yes, I'm letting out the gaters
Plug love me, yeah, he oah a thousand favors
Got some shooters, yeah, thousand volunteers
Free Flow, they got him sitting on a tear
I miss the homie, man, I might just drop a tear
L.A.T., all day and all year
All day and all year
[Chorus]
Came in this bitch, man, I came with a whole lot of nothing
Guaranteed when I leave this bitch, I'ma leave with a whole lot of money
Came in this bitch, man, I came with a whole lot of nothing
Guaranteed when I leave this bitch, I'ma leave with a whole lot of money
From a whole lot of nothing
To a whole lot of money
A whole lot of nothing
My whole lot of nothing
To a whole lot of money
From a whole lot of nothing
To a whole lot of money
Guaranteed when I leave this bitch, I'ma leave with a whole lot of money