These niggas lame as hell (on my mama)
Nahsayin (fr)
Its nino
Yall know whats going on with me
Uh
Yeah
They want me to put down the damn lean but I need it
My new bitch give me so much head, this hoe a genius
Why the fuck that nigga say that shit if he ain't mean it
500, that's just for my chrome heart beanie
If we don't snatch the shit in 30 seconds we gon' leave it
50 in the aft, come to the door, I can't believe it
Cut this nigga head off, he getting ahead of his self
This nigga ain't got no hoes, he be touching himself
This bitch try to cut me, this hoe swing a knife like Zelda
I see why your bitch be acting crazy cause you love her
So many fucking numbers on the pages like Margella
I'ma call me a Rari, I want it red, I want it yellow
I still shop at Southfield, I'm on morning on my Sorta
I drive to fucking Hill, cat the hill with the dealer
My uncle, he do dope, he be tripping when he need it
I'm grown now, but since I was a kid, I been seeing it
Nino kick shit like it's fucking FIFA
These niggas lame as hell, they can't get no features
This nigga act like a bitch, he should've played Madea
This bitch keep a kid keen, she finna get a kid
That nigga cross me, I won't wanna be him
This hoe live in Cali, but she stay up in my den
My cousin won't be a gangster, that shit ain't even need him
This nigga talking tough, somebody better get him
If it ain't about the money, I can't fucking listen
If you can't stand the heat, get out the fucking kitchen
That nigga was hating on me, but now that nigga missing
I'm on the road chasing paper, bitch, I'm on a mission
They want me put down the damn lean, but I need it
My new bitch give me so much head, this hoe a genius
Why the fuck that nigga say that shit if he ain't mean it
Five hundred, that is for my chrome heart beanie
If we don't snatch the shit in thirty seconds, we gon' leave it
Fifty in the hour, come to the door, I can't believe it
Cut this nigga head off, he getting a head of his self
This nigga ain't got no hoes, he be touching himself
This bitch try to cut me, this hoe swing a knife like Zelda
I see why your bitch be acting crazy, cause you leather
So many fucking numbers on the pages like my jello
I'm a copy of your Rari, I want it red, I want it yellow