lirik lagu nuk & certified nique - nuk flow
[intro: sk!lla baby]
(the circle)
huh? (mia jay c)
i’ma call this b~tch “nuk flow”
huh, huh
[chorus: sk!lla baby]
n~gga, 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, n~ggas get low like memphis bleek
the b~tches know, i ain’t y’all n~ggas, i got heavy pape’
skinny n~gga 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: sk!lla baby]
n~ggas ain’t give me sh~t, i don’t owe these n~ggas nothin’
in the hick town tryna sell an onion to a country bumpkin
these n~ggas 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 f~ck, this sh~t be k!llin’ n~ggas like ebola, huh?
[chorus: sk!lla baby]
n~gga, 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, n~ggas get low like memphis bleek
the b~tches know, i ain’t y’all n~ggas, i got heavy pape’
skinny n~gga 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 2: nuk]
boy, i got that dog food, you know that sh~t fetty~based
my fiend always noddin’ off the work, it’s like he meditate
cookin’ up that mannitol, i watch the sugar separate
i just put a seven on the fetty, playin’ patty cake
west v, tennessee, colombus, got all kinda styles
knoxville, nashville, in muncie, i’m in college towns
i just put three on it this time and just go crack they head
i make this sh~t look too easy, don’t tell me you think trappin’ dead
do turn~arounds all by myself, i stack my cards right
i ain’t never had no meth on me, now get that charge right
i don’t care about you rappin’ n~ggas, i be with the addicts
i brung sk!lla to the trap with me, he whipped it up with patek (huh? the circle)
[chorus: sk!lla baby]
n~gga, 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, n~ggas get low like memphis bleek
the b~tches know, i ain’t y’all n~ggas, i got heavy pape’
skinny n~gga 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 3: sk!lla baby]
cherry tops on the road, i don’t really wanna drive on it
every time nuk get some fresh dope, he put a five on it
don’t ask me why they call this sh~t shine, this sh~t shine, don’t it?
lil’ bro first day in the trap, gave him the overs, that’s his sign bonus
skateboardin’ on the road, that mean we grind on it
on the way back, we put wings on the whip, that mean we fly on it (the circle)
[verse 4: nuk]
we make crack music, set up down the way and we just trap to it
i just locked the dog up too tight, i put an ax through it
i’m the type of n~gga get an eighthy out a rock
i’ma send that girl back if it ain’t flaky out the box
i need a hundred ‘bows, i have my growers cut it out the plot
round seven with this fetty, i just cut it up and box
[chorus: sk!lla baby]
n~gga, 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, n~ggas get low like memphis bleek
the b~tches know, i ain’t y’all n~ggas, i got heavy pape’
skinny n~gga 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
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