You Got Nothin Lyrics

Who that who that who that mern who that

You said I could never make it of course now who's winning

Nobody holy nobody virgin

Covid fucked us all

Fake Christians stop pretending

Devil beat us all

But we fight for comeback pray for comeback

My faith to the life of Thor

Nobody perfect accept your flaw

Lose your pride or fall

Keep your energy your fake energy

Don't try stab me drink your Hennessy

Friend of me now an enemy

Mandem hating me coz am making it

Paigon you mad you dumb

Why hating me for man you dumb

Mi dey pon waguan get a life son

Bomboclaat man are you dumb

You got something mate

You got nothing mate

Me and my gang me and my team

Chilling on a holiday

You got something mate

You got nothing mate

Me and my gang me and my team

Chilling on a holiday

Not again no repeat

Help a broda man take receipt

Stand for truth calling for haters

Hate me yeah am the realest

Hit me I hit you no damn given

What you mad for man we even

Quit the too much talk karma woken

Right now

Big thing i am the big thing

Gun men down never been a victim

Peng thing I smash your cute thing

She be like ow you got a huge thing

Y'all niggas don't get the bro code

Really nigga do you get the bro code

(Hold on) man don't put me on hold on

Talk then I smoke you ghost mode

Now we scatter the place we pull up in a Bentley

Jacky Rhoda Abi gucci gucci

Louis Prada Fendi Wendy she's cheeky

Am horny your body wine it on your daddy

You got something mate

You got nothing mate

Me and my gang me and my team

Chilling on a holiday

You got something mate

You got nothing mate

Me and my gang me and my team

Chilling on a holiday

Get your groove not in the mood

These bitch niggas hoeing for food

Dicey choices why you loose

Get a goal and plan fight like scoob

Change in y over change in x that's a tuff battle for a roadman

Forget the y check your x he's a big sample of a wasteman

Change the subject y the subject why y'all wanna date wastemen

Why y'all wanna date waste men why y'all wanna date wastemen

Louis Prada Fendi Wendy she's cheeky

Am horny, your body, wine it on your daddy

You got something mate

You got nothing mate

Me and my gang me and my team

Chilling on a holiday

You got something mate

You got nothing mate

Me and my gang me and my team

Chilling on a holiday

Who that who that who that mern who that