Not for Nuttin'

Speed it up Bitch im geeking up 3 Grams in a blunt That shit creeping up Someone go pay the man I need a paid advance Stop taking them pictures Somewhere in marzipan Don't f*ck with the Florida Man He came now he missing Give him the combo 9 He f*ck with Soprano vibes Chasing them digits She ain't f*ck me when I stuttered hoe Now I moved up to the upper floor Keep that shit tuck Be ready in case something come up Guns all in my face Told her to get away I can't even concentrate Little bit of dodge and play Nigga that's how them goblins play Go ahead and fix your plate He still listen what momma say Chasing down the cake Shit I been looking for a stupid plate Lately it's a race It's a struggle everyday Speed it up Bitch im geeking up 3 Grams in a blunt That shit creeping up Someone go pay the man I need a paid advance Stop taking them pictures Somewhere in marzipan Don't f*ck with the Florida Man He came now he missing He went against me on that beat Yeah that streak you gonna lose it That shit cut me deep But I ain't lose sleep End of the day this shit ain't nothing You a dime a dozen Just for that Mixed it up Now it taste like robitussin She said she wasn't but that bitch was up to something Two clicks from this forty have his ass jumping Not for Nuttin' But she said my music touching Shit will have her busting Late night with her single ladies clubbing Speed it up Bitch im geeking up 3 Grams in a blunt That shit creeping up Someone go pay the man I need a paid advance Stop taking them pictures Somewhere in marzipan Don't f*ck with the Florida Man He came now he missing