[Intro: Skilla Baby]
(The Circle)
Huh? (MIA JAY C)
I'ma call this bitch "Nuk Flow"
Huh, huh
[Chorus: Skilla Baby]
Nigga, I don't give an F 'cause I been a G
The feds on they way, y'all better tighten up in Tennessee
I ain't gotta rap, cuz'll get me bricks for ten a key
When we pull up with them switches, niggas get low like Memphis Bleek
The bitches know, I ain't y'all niggas, I got heavy pape'
Skinny nigga in the trap stompin' on the heavy weight
My fiends say they need food, tell me how that fetty taste
Pull up on my opps with a switch and make his ass levitate
[Verse 1: Skilla Baby]
Niggas ain't give me shit, I don't owe these niggas nothin'
In the hick town tryna sell an onion to a country bumpkin
These niggas broke, they ain't never seen no money
I be out of town tryna sell a big like I'm Puffy
I be in the Scat doin' the dash tryna dodge the hook
I'm a crook, I don't never play it by the book
My opps ain't never outside, I think I got 'em shook
I'm outside, but I don't see 'em, G, they should've signed to Jook
All my opps gon' end up dead or in a coma
We all gotta die, but they gon' die sooner, Oklahoma
I think I'm 'bout to take my talents down the way to North Dakota
The fetty strong as fuck, this shit be killin' niggas like ebola, huh?
(The Circle)
Huh? (MIA JAY C)
I'ma call this bitch "Nuk Flow"
Huh, huh
[Chorus: Skilla Baby]
Nigga, I don't give an F 'cause I been a G
The feds on they way, y'all better tighten up in Tennessee
I ain't gotta rap, cuz'll get me bricks for ten a key
When we pull up with them switches, niggas get low like Memphis Bleek
The bitches know, I ain't y'all niggas, I got heavy pape'
Skinny nigga in the trap stompin' on the heavy weight
My fiends say they need food, tell me how that fetty taste
Pull up on my opps with a switch and make his ass levitate
[Verse 1: Skilla Baby]
Niggas ain't give me shit, I don't owe these niggas nothin'
In the hick town tryna sell an onion to a country bumpkin
These niggas broke, they ain't never seen no money
I be out of town tryna sell a big like I'm Puffy
I be in the Scat doin' the dash tryna dodge the hook
I'm a crook, I don't never play it by the book
My opps ain't never outside, I think I got 'em shook
I'm outside, but I don't see 'em, G, they should've signed to Jook
All my opps gon' end up dead or in a coma
We all gotta die, but they gon' die sooner, Oklahoma
I think I'm 'bout to take my talents down the way to North Dakota
The fetty strong as fuck, this shit be killin' niggas like ebola, huh?
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