Fam you're never gonna guess what happened to me the other day
(What fam?)
Don't vex me
One chick the other day tried to mug me init
But my hitter Viv told me keep it tuggy in it
Ride in the whip, that's the buggy init
Ride in the whip, no buggy in it
No offspring, just on tings, that's on Kings
Only buff tings that like Queens and fuck Kings
Woah, Nadz, why are you so disgusting?
I don't know but that's what everybody's discussing
I don't know why them .. got bags and they clutching
But ain't got the whip to be pushing the clutch in
They say they're riding out to my hood with the pump ting
So if they're riding out to my hood, it's a bus ting
That's long, that's dead, fuck that
Bitches over there, got hitters in the back
Yeah hitters everywhere and my hitters all bang
Ay, my hitters all bang
Like, money on money, we get it in
If that nigga's funny, we're getting him
If we're discussing money then it's settling
If you fuck with my money, you'll be skeleton
So it's best off not fuckin' with it, we celibate
If you keep on bitching about bitches then that's irrelevant
Far too many cooks in the kitchen and they're all simmering
Hottest in the hood's what I'm delivering
Me, never could they be sicker than
Bloody hell I'm sick of them
Killer flows I hit them with
Fucking know I'm killing it
There's a gap, I'm filling it
The game's mine but she really think she winning it?
Woah-ah
Ah what di bloodclart do dem?
Made them bust, them make the blooclart student
You see the cuss, am I to bloodclart shoot them?
Still me take their soul and leave a hole right through them
(What fam?)
Don't vex me
One chick the other day tried to mug me init
But my hitter Viv told me keep it tuggy in it
Ride in the whip, that's the buggy init
Ride in the whip, no buggy in it
No offspring, just on tings, that's on Kings
Only buff tings that like Queens and fuck Kings
Woah, Nadz, why are you so disgusting?
I don't know but that's what everybody's discussing
I don't know why them .. got bags and they clutching
But ain't got the whip to be pushing the clutch in
They say they're riding out to my hood with the pump ting
So if they're riding out to my hood, it's a bus ting
That's long, that's dead, fuck that
Bitches over there, got hitters in the back
Yeah hitters everywhere and my hitters all bang
Ay, my hitters all bang
Like, money on money, we get it in
If that nigga's funny, we're getting him
If we're discussing money then it's settling
If you fuck with my money, you'll be skeleton
So it's best off not fuckin' with it, we celibate
If you keep on bitching about bitches then that's irrelevant
Far too many cooks in the kitchen and they're all simmering
Hottest in the hood's what I'm delivering
Me, never could they be sicker than
Bloody hell I'm sick of them
Killer flows I hit them with
Fucking know I'm killing it
There's a gap, I'm filling it
The game's mine but she really think she winning it?
Woah-ah
Ah what di bloodclart do dem?
Made them bust, them make the blooclart student
You see the cuss, am I to bloodclart shoot them?
Still me take their soul and leave a hole right through them
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