Cost Me Nothing ft. E.T. Outta$pace Lyrics

Walkin' new designer fit, this shit ain't cost me nothing (cost me nothing uh)

I could get you gone with just a push of a lil button, (push of a lil button)

Nigga cash, cash, cash, that's the topic of discussion (cash, cash)

Pull up, get to bussin' nigga, we don't do no bluffin

Nigga, ask me am I fuckin' with ya? (am I fuckin' with ya)

Nigga, I don't know (nigga I don't know)

Cause if gang ain't fuckin' with ya

Nigga, I can't call your bro nigga I can't call you bro)

She want me to buy her shit (bitch)

I told her, baby, slow your roll (aye baby slow ya role)

Always tryna flex that lil' ass money, how I know your broke (ha, huh)

Yea, okay, yea

That nigga ain't gettin' no money (no money)

That nigga 'bout broke as a bitch, lil nigga can't even just keep it a hunnit' (he broke)

I pull up on lil shawty yea

She want me to put a dick on her stomach (okay)

When I'm diggin' you out, lil' baby, when I fuck ya, I tell you don't do no runnin' (no runnin)

No runnin' (no runnin)

No runnin' (no runnin)

When I'm on the beat, I just run it (I just run it)

All my bills be blue lil' nigga

I'm countin' this cash, I'm thumbing, (okay)

I'm thumbing, I'm thumbing, when I'm countin' this cash (I'm thumbing)

I'm thumbing, I'm thumbing, when I'm countin' this cash I'm thumbing (okay)

Vlog when I rap Samantha Puckett

Havin' my way in this bitch, feeling like fuck it

Choppa six-two em' like, LaToya Luckett

Pass to my shooter, he score him bucket

She just want some of my sauce on her nugget

Callin' me toxic, but really, she love it

Don't even ask about the shit that I'm clutching

Tear off your face, nigga, make it disgusting

She wanna fuck a young nigga, she lusting

I got her wet how I know, cause she blushing

Roll up a Russian, I'm finna face that

Freakin' lil' bitch wanna lick on my face tatt

She threw the shot back, don't need to chase that

I'm finna pop that, that lil' hoe waist snatch

Pop out the cut, lil' nigga, I take that

Diamonds shining, I'm a shoot through the Maybach

Countin' up the cash, on the way back

She addicted to needles, I ain't talkin' haystacks

Shawty wanna fuck, just cause of my tattoos

Only breakin' a rubber whenever the cash new

Make her eat up the nut, I ain't talkin' no cashews

Had to get rid of the the hoe, lil' nigga I had to

Spin the block, go find me a new bitch

My old one, was a nuisance

I'ma get that fuck like a truance

Nigga, I'm the number one, influence

Time to turn up my fuckin' swag

I've been stuck all inside of my bag

Pull off on a bitch in a Jag

Tryna take something I'm a empty that mag