[Hook : B Mac]

I took your girlfriend like it was nothin' (Like it was nothin')

She fell in love but I ain't for nothin' (I ain't for nothin')

She wanna call me I answer nothin' (I answer nothin')

I swear to God man that shit was nothin' (That shit was nothin')

I'm out here ballin' like it's just nothin' (Like it's just nothin')

I fuck her once and I never cuffin' (Like it was nothin')

She wanna call me I answer nothin' (I answer nothin')

I swear to God man that shit was nothin' (That shit was nothin')

[Verse 1 : Oktane]

Yeah, uhhh

I came in 30 deep like it was nothin' (Like it's just nothin')

I know you heard of me act like it nothin' (Like it's just nothin')

I hit her sister then I hit her cousin (Like it's just nothin')

It's HS87 right now we bossin' (Like it's just nothin')

Alright I need this party slow-mo

You hatin' baby that's promo

She said "Oktane you that nigga"

Girl tell me something I don't know

Take how much you hate, double that

I still make more than that

I throw your rent like it's just nothin'

It's more make double back drop

Nah, HS87 let’s get it

That’s all we know, that’s all we do

If [?] she's with it

That’s all the dough, and all the crew

When you girl get naked for pictures

So come down and get out my way

Cause them lame niggas feel good in the club

Till I stop the beat just to say

[Hook : B Mac]

[Verse 2 : Price]

One time, Price

She come to my crib I’m never driving (I’m never driving)

She told me dive in, I drown inside it (I drown inside it)

You niggas browsin, my niggas buy it (My niggas buy it)

So many thousands, I’ll buy an island (I’ll buy an island)

I (I) ball (ball) with all the niggas I started with

I take my last call

It’s the same one when you had your daughter

Well nigga just fall back

Or you wanna play tough front page you niggas

Oh you ain’t shot, I taze you niggas

Looking at all of you rappers I raised you niggas

Your new girl is my last one, pipe long as a gas pump

Beat banging like… I'll make her (Touch it, Bring it) Daft Punk

Hs87 who better ? turn it down let me hear

Lower, a little lower

Find me a clique out [?] we kill it

Price !

[Hook : B Mac]

[Verse 3 : Hit-Boy]

Normally the girls be with me, we just fuckin'

I cut her off if she get to fussin

We prolly act [?] I tipped the hostess

For making songs that [?] in they show

Where paper is nothing

It’s that hit boy, that mound sound

That same nigga may bow down

Got beat-beat, talking G shit

Everything I’m on, I be stick

And you know it, you know it

Get the lane out 2-4 it

2-4 it, tell the bank I’m the new owner

The new owner, my account got a few … that means

I’m shitting on all of the niggas that’s stollin' your phone

And you should come home with a G

Drop it and shake I bake it, be just like the song

And you might go home with a G

We fly like week and 2 discounts, call that shit paracel

For the ghetto bitch getting fine head in the bathtub

That’s fresh as hell

[Hook : B Mac]