[Intro]
I love Nicholas
[Pre-Chorus: Trippie Redd with K Suave]
Yeah, yeah
Why won't you stay alive for me, because I’d stay alive for you
Can't let you go while I live my best life?
Can't deny the fact I’d die for you and you know why, yeah
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Only things you and I know
Jet-wings in the sky, hoe
All these girls went miscellaneous
That's a new wave, you ain't mine, hoe
Got Raf Simon Jeans with the Louis V
While I'm rockin' that number nine, hoe
Rockin' that number nine, hoe
Rockin' that number nine, hoe
[Verse: K Suave & Trippie Redd]
Rockin' that number nine, yeah (Whoa)
Got a bad bitch and she tryna have my kids (I love Nicholas)
These real boosie’s, ain’t counterfeit (Yeah)
If she don't get her way, she throwin’ a fit (Whoa, hey)
She off a pill like it smell like a [?] (Damn)
Hit from the side, I put dick in her ribs (Damn)
And you know I was biting 'cause mama was tint (Damn)
You act like a hoe, and he act like a bitch (Oh my god)
Yeah, I put her on her knees, she bite like a pit
That pussy so good, I can smack on her nip (Woo)
I'm allergic to love (Woo), yeah, you can keep it (Woo-ooh)
I chase up the money and I chase up the hoes
Got five-bitches at my room doin' coke
She act like a kid, the way she smile
I’m one of a kind, you can't be like me
But shorty so bad, she keep tryna fight me
Got purple stuff up in my cup just like a vikin'
She doing her drugs, I think she need guidance
VVS diamonds, that shit look like lightening
I know that you sober girl, why are you cryin'? (Cryin')
Killin' that pussy like Criminal Minds
We made a short movie, I call it a Vine (Yeah)
I'm catchin' bodies, like Columbine (Yeah)
I love Nicholas
[Pre-Chorus: Trippie Redd with K Suave]
Yeah, yeah
Why won't you stay alive for me, because I’d stay alive for you
Can't let you go while I live my best life?
Can't deny the fact I’d die for you and you know why, yeah
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Only things you and I know
Jet-wings in the sky, hoe
All these girls went miscellaneous
That's a new wave, you ain't mine, hoe
Got Raf Simon Jeans with the Louis V
While I'm rockin' that number nine, hoe
Rockin' that number nine, hoe
Rockin' that number nine, hoe
[Verse: K Suave & Trippie Redd]
Rockin' that number nine, yeah (Whoa)
Got a bad bitch and she tryna have my kids (I love Nicholas)
These real boosie’s, ain’t counterfeit (Yeah)
If she don't get her way, she throwin’ a fit (Whoa, hey)
She off a pill like it smell like a [?] (Damn)
Hit from the side, I put dick in her ribs (Damn)
And you know I was biting 'cause mama was tint (Damn)
You act like a hoe, and he act like a bitch (Oh my god)
Yeah, I put her on her knees, she bite like a pit
That pussy so good, I can smack on her nip (Woo)
I'm allergic to love (Woo), yeah, you can keep it (Woo-ooh)
I chase up the money and I chase up the hoes
Got five-bitches at my room doin' coke
She act like a kid, the way she smile
I’m one of a kind, you can't be like me
But shorty so bad, she keep tryna fight me
Got purple stuff up in my cup just like a vikin'
She doing her drugs, I think she need guidance
VVS diamonds, that shit look like lightening
I know that you sober girl, why are you cryin'? (Cryin')
Killin' that pussy like Criminal Minds
We made a short movie, I call it a Vine (Yeah)
I'm catchin' bodies, like Columbine (Yeah)
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