Nothing In Common

[Intro]
(I get my work from a narco)
(Hydro)

[Chorus]
I don't even like to read the comments (Yeah, yeah) 'cause me and you got nothin' in common (Oh, yeah)
I got my hands on the rim, bitch, I'm ballin'
Y'all just stare when I walk, they probably lookin' at my Robins
I don't even like to read the comments (Yeah, yeah) 'cause me and you got nothin' in common (Oh, yeah)
I got my hands on the rim, bitch, I'm ballin'
Y'all just stare when I walk, they probably lookin' at my Robins

[Verse]
I get her pussy wet, it sound like Ramen
Everything I do, I swear to God, I go all in
How I get her pussy wet, it sounds like macaroni
Don't come and call me dang 'cause you is not my homie
Don't talk about me, 'cause, nigga, you don't know me
I keep thinkin' 'bout that bitch, I love the way she rode me
Heard these niggas wanna kill me, for them, I'm a trophy
Why the fuck my people sayin' they want the fuckin' old me?
I thought I made you happy with this rappin' shit
Yeah, nigga, we were so done with that jackin' shit
Slidin' with a gun and all that, always packin' shit
We had done it 'cause he wanted, now he ain't lackin', bitch
When niggas pull up on you, don't you hesitate
Pop it off first, don't you pop it off late
We don't got nothin' in common, me is you is not the same

[Chorus]
I don't even like to read the comments (Yeah, yeah) 'cause me and you got nothin' in common (Oh, yeah)
I got my hands on the rim, bitch, I'm ballin'
Y'all just stare when I walk, they probably lookin' at my Robins
I don't even like to read the comments (Yeah, yeah) 'cause me and you got nothin' in common (Oh, yeah)
I got my hands on the rim, bitch, I'm ballin'
Y'all just stare when I walk, they probably lookin' at my Robins

[Outro]
Swear to God, me and niggas got nothin' in common, nigga (Got nothin' in common, nigga)
I don't even have to read the comments, you heard? Nigga, man (Fuck the comments, nigga)
Why the fuck would I-I-I, why would I pop it at you dumb-ass niggas (I don't pay attention to no bum-ass niggas)
Uh, uh, fifty, forty-ass niggas (Fifty, forty-ass niggas)
We ain't never did that
Bro, stop everything (Bro, stop everything)
We got nothin' in common
Yeah, I don't care about no comments
We got nothin' in common
I don't care about no comments
Ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy