lirik lagu nivesign - the fuck?
(verse)
ive been inside this b~tch
out riding b~tch
you f~ck get the f~ck out of my way b~tch
look like my sidekick
f~ck out luck up
sending him into jail for gambling im a high b~tch
there ain’t n0body to stop me
im too much im wrecking too much havoc
look in my bag b~tch
look at my side b~tch
look at my car b~tch
i am the mad b~tch
im like mihawk
slicing up opps
i am the k!ller
yeah that is my job
walking up blocks
she finish the job
blowing heads out in the frontyard
you look wrong get the f~ck out
(yo he look goofy as sh~t)thats what im saying get the f~ck out
guns off, top off, lost cause, she sucking on my d~ck on the cop car
you stupid as sh~t
im on lean and sh~t
you like sucking d~ck
and i sip lean and sh~t
just use a rubber b~tch
dont make me f~ck you b~tch
i shoot the opps like i shoot b~tches (right in the face)
i dont trust you b~tch
i dont trust you snitches
bought 2 whole new sneakers
robbed a store, no speakers
witness dont speak snitches
nestle won’t be missing
bop it, f~cked your b~tches
tick tock, clock is ticking
your b~tch be kissing me
tongue out, mj still not missing
6 rings thats what ive been
i serve i work 21 grammies
his words make people p~ssing
money high got 10 bands in my pocket
running around around that glock in my pocket
ill tell em with my pocket rocket
ill sell em with my c~ck it
f~ckers be telling rumors around my block
they f~cking selling it
im the rapper that f~cking yo b~tch everywhere
i will be under where you wear underwear where you sleep anyday
(f~cker)
yuh
im gonna go f~ck that b~tch
im gonna thrash that b~tch
shawty gon suck this d~ck
shawty gon suck this d~ck
carti stop jailing b~tch
dont make me pull up b~tch
i put that b~tch right in his sleep
and then i f~cked his b~tch
right after she came i went up to put that b~tch to the side
watch me f~ck that b~tch like in the middle of a homicide
she think she the main b~tch but that b~tch like a f~ckin side to me
you f~ck wit me?
that lil b~tch ain’t gon f~ck wit me
so you see
i dont pay my workers they gon do it for me
racks on racks they f~ck wit me
i shoot bullets for free
i go raw, yo b~tch and me
she suckin me
i give back, i suck her sea
but it ain’t for free
10 bands in my pocket for me
she broke as he
bands on bands i tie the money with a band for bands
i got the bands from the hands of the people of the land
pass the gas, hit the gas, hit the road then we fast
i dont diet but i dive in the bags of money i got in
all emotions
these people with their emotes and their sins
got me praying up to god, praising motion
i rap for the fun and joy, thats my motive
f~ck a motive
b~tch i do this cuz i do
writing sh~t and doing boo
im clueless ,please give me clues
the love ain’t lasting like glue
i was gloom just like gru
all this sh~t is giving blues
stop, i got food, i got booze, lets just party, and i want you
random sh~t is what i do
i knock knock on your door
this not ransom, i pursue
with my tec 9 i pull up
with tears down then i shoot
her head went out with a bang
still crying, drinking bang
saw the ceiling and then bang
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