Nanii2x
I don't want a thot hoe
Want a bitch from the 'burbs (Uh huh)
That boy snatchin' what?
Boy that shit for the birds (Nuh uh)
Bitch I'm too geeked, and I'm not talkin' Nerds (Uh huh)
Slide with the stick, it's too late for them words (Yeh)
You got yo' fye took, and you won't get this back (Uh huh)
Just got my re-up, bitch you know Imma tax (Ay, Ay)
I'm not smokin' bubba, this pure heart attack (Uh huh)
Hit yo' bitch from the back, then I dip out the back (Oh yeah)
Big 205, Bitch You know that we ready
He say he want beef, we got shit like the deli (Boom, Boom, Let's Go, Boom, Boom)
Hop out the car, hit 'em up, now he smelly (Yeah)
Finna piss on a n***a, no homo, R Kelly

YBP Quay
Me and Nanii, we tryna' go slide in a Chevy
He dissin', I let 30 shots to his belly
Grippin' this carbon, that bitch shootin' steady
These n***as be sweet, strawberry jelly
He [?] his partner, like bitch why you left me?
Can't fuck with this hoe, she too boujee and petty
She suck the dick sloppy, It's groovy and messy
White bitch she gon' fuck, Ion' care 'bout a Becky
I'm like hoe, get yo' ass over here, you too sexy
I dare a opp n***a, won't come try to test me
Clutchin' this K, man, that bitch barely heavy
Aye, come get yo' hoe, she keep blowin' my celly
Aye, these n***as be slippin'
Catch a opp n***a in Walmart, and stomp 'em for dissin'
7.62s, boy, them bitches be rippin'
All blues in my pocket, but bitch I'm not Crippin'
My n***as gon' spin on the opps if they trippin'
Like we the cable man, we keep extentions
Hop out the car, Nanii might get to blickin' (Gang)
StretchGang Don
I roll, not stack
Imma Crip, not a Slatt (Crip)
We gon' get his soul snatched, for that speakin' on wax (Oh yeah, Oh yeah)
Them folks mad when I speak, but I'm just speakin' facts
Told that bitch bring her friend, they gettin' freaked like a black
I get the pack gone
Dababy
Remember Them days I would clutch .22 and .380
I wish a n***a would, like Jada
Need to be put on TLC, got an addiction to paper (That cash)
Like a spa mask, we gon' face 'em
When I up with this flame, Imma blaze 'em (Buh, Buh, Buh, Buh)
Just like Thanos, erase him
My gun hot as fuck, yo' shit cold like a glacier
They don't play with that boy, cause they know they can't faze him
New opp pack in the air, celebration
I'm cuttin' up like a Haitian
Smokin' good gas like Jamaicans
Like I'm Islamic, don't fuck with the pigs or eat bacon (Fuck 12)
He wasn't fit for an open casket
They had to cremate him
360 Jeezy, up the choppa and fade him
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I get the pack, make it flip like a skater (No)
I get the pack, make it flip like a gymnast
I spin the block all day, 24 hours, fitness (Spin, Spin)
I'm in the kitchen like I'm makin' chicken
Up the rocket
Send 33 shots, Scotty Pippen
Nanii2x
23- 23 shots out this clip, I'm Lebron
This ain't Mortal Kombat, will not test yo' brawn
You froze with the blick? The fuck is you on?
Creep out in all black, like that n***a Jawaun
Boy you is a bitch, hoe you out like Draemon
These n***as be green, like that n***a Draymond
St-St-Still gotta' remind these n***as
I don't want a thot hoe
Want a bitch from the 'burbs
That boy snatchin' what?
Boy that shit for the birds
Bitch I'm too geeked, and I'm not talkin' Nerds
Sli-Sli-Slide with the stick, it's too late for them words (Yeh)
You got yo' fye took, and you won't get this back
Just got my re-up, bitch you know Imma tax
I'm not smokin' bubba, this pure heart attack
Hit yo' bitch from the back, then I dip out the back (Hit yo' bitch from the back, Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom)