Lyrics NO PRADA - AK Juice

Ayy
Ayy
Ayy
Ayy, ayy
Say I remember them nights I was down on my dick
Damn, now a young nigga gettin' rich
You can tell that I'm Him just by looking at pics
All of my young niggas steppin', and really to kill
Damn, mama don't know how I get
How I'm ready to suit up and walk down with stick
How I don't do the dissin', just walk up and blick
Nigga try diss on the gang and I bet he get hit
Bitch, no we ain't goin' for nada
Don't walk around with no money nor Prada
If a young nigga with it you know I'ma glock him
I bet DJay'll blow, so I don't gotta rock him
Shan bound to blow if I don't got my glocky
I'll kill for my image, so don't try to mock me
Lord forbid buddy try it, I'm so quick to pop 'em
He gon' fuck round and die, boy somebody go stop him
Walk, step
Shoot, step
Spin, step
Murder, step
Pull up, step
Hop out, step
Slide, step
Ima step
I'm not finna bicker, I up from the hip
If you see me up fye, I'ma buss off the rip
Choppa gon' fry, he get cracked like a chip
He's an affordable murder, get killed for a tip
My daddy had stopped me from catching a body
Know I don't play bout my bruddas or body
They kill my dawg, we go body for body.
My young niggas quick to go hop out and body
Ay say, shorty love juice, want him all in her body
After a couple of teases, she ate up the body
Let buddy slide cause he pussy, must not know my body
Hope he don't make the wrong move, I'ma bullet his body
Body
Body
Bronem wanna catch him a body
If a nigga buck up then I'm catchin a body
Say I remember them nights I was down on my dick
Damn, now a young nigga gettin' rich
You can tell that I'm Him just by looking at pics
All of my young niggas steppin', and really to kill
Damn, mama don't know how I get
How I'm ready to suit up and walk down with stick
How I don't do the dissin', just walk up and blick
Nigga try diss on the gang and I bet he get hit
Bitch, no we ain't goin' for nada
Don't walk around with no money nor Prada
If a young nigga with it you know I'ma glock him
I bet DJay'll blow, so I don't gotta rock him
Shan bound to blow if I don't got my glocky
I'll kill for my image, so don't try to mock me
Lord forbid buddy try it, I'm so quick to pop 'em
He gon' fuck round and die, boy somebody go stop him
Say I remember them nights I was down on my dick
Damn, now a young nigga gettin' rich
You can tell that I'm Him just by looking at pics
All of my young niggas steppin', and really to kill
Damn, mama don't know how I get
How I'm ready to suit up and walk down with stick
How I don't do the dissin', just walk up and blick
Nigga try diss on the gang and I bet he get hit