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Nhelson - almond milk lyrics

Artist: Nhelson

album: almond milk


Exe, you made this
Cyfal
Alright (Fuck you Fuego)
Yeah, yeah, go (towers right now)
This the one nhelson (towers)
Cross on my chest, all of my homies we eating good shut down the mall how we cop them
I want the bands shout out to Brando I need me some ink and I know that you tat them
We make that boy dance like a Drake album
And I smoke your pack I'm the real alpha
Got a brand new tec I hold for ransom
We see red on your head like a bandana
I don't rock with no hats don't snap back
Two straps on my shoulder like a backpack
I'm on real goat status you can't touch that
Al- Almond milk she smooth I can't pass that
On the block with a tool this ain't Minecraft
Call me Dora cuz I'm all about my bag
You- You dare touch my team you get whiplashed
Hellcat matte black, my whip go fast
Hellcat matte black and the windows tinted
You cannot sign me cuz I'm independent
Old friends on my line gotta find the exit
They all stayed the same but I transcended
Yeah my neck way too cold its a ice berg leak, titanic
Yeah Nikes on my feet, generic
All my fans love when I speak, authentic
Gunna how I drip not drown, Atlantis (Yo, let me get on this real quick)
Drip, staying hydrated
The one that gone shine I'm the most underrated
Back- back in my high school
These bitches, like none of them talk to me now they be thinking I made it
Move from the east to the west
Don't want your service little hoe you a mess
You want the girls but how about the checks
If it was me, I would want to invest
That's what I'm doing, I'm spitting the fluid
I got a little piece on me don't make me shoot it
Flow is too hot yeah
But you know I be cooling I do this a lot
With this shit I'm not stupid
Really be killing it yeah
Amine with money I reel it in yeah
Distro be taking so long but I'm really just wanting to count all my dividends
Yeah
Frozen in place
Up to my neck and it's water these diamonds white gold and it's unsafe
Y'all don't want smoke cuz this blunt on me laced
And I don't throw hands, I be keeping a blade
Check on me not wearing Nikes
Got Yeezy on feet I be flexing on bass
Run up a check with these songs I be making
I'm saying to me this shit like a lil race
Goat and he ain't even made it
To say he ain't be killing shit, y'all must be faded
Just came from the liquor store, tryna get faded
Cuz lately it the only way I could feel patience
Make her lean back and she do it like Matrix
She told me I'm daddy I fuck with the statement
Go look at this money I'm pulling
I'm saying y'all can't get no picture, remember you hated

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