Lyrics Nonsense (feat. Ty Wild) - BlackLynk

Faygo on my hip, imma pop shit
Came up from the trap with no options
Wet you niggas up like I'm mopping
Tried to warn you nicely, but tonight we on some nonsense

Wood on it that's a Groot with a beam
Killers James Harden, shooting with ease
Strange money got the crew on the beach
Sora nigga, I be movin' them keys
2 bands when I left out the house
Hit the bank with a different amount
Internet niggas running ya mouth
Bob the Builder, we can figure it out
Smoke green, got edibles
Pull the blopper out and get medical
She looking for the Private and General
She blow me like Squidward Tentacles
Hate on the boy when you got no drip?
Flipping the work like I run Ghostricks
Fakes turn to snakes when the money roll in
Meta Knight in the clip, nigga who its gone trip?
Look how they discard a player, forsake the creator. Might hit the graveyard just to make it
This is my season, be looking like Donkey Kong eating some laxatives, imma go apeshit
Team full of Hashiras Hollywood editing niggas, say, do we cut him? Do we fade him?
Nezuko rappers don't get what I'm laying. You sleeping, we slaying, the fuck is you saying?
Red Sea on my wrist
30s on my whip
Stretching the truth like you do with the Gum Gum Fruit
He ain't never touch drip, huh
Music steady dropping like a ball with some topspin
We tried to warn you nicely now my niggas on some Nonsense

Faygo on my hip, imma pop shit
Came up from the trap with no options
Wet you niggas up like I'm mopping
Tried to warn you nicely, but tonight we on some nonsense
Faygo on my hip, imma pop shit
Came up from the trap with no options
Wet you niggas up like I'm mopping
Tried to warn you nicely, but tonight we on some nonsense

We trappin' for real
Leave you face down, back of the field
Yugi Muto, pull the draco, make 'em move like Ludicolo when I'm strapped with the steel
Bitches ain't shit to me, dawg, but shit, I got bitches
Now exes is back in they feels
Oh well, seeing more and more fakes keeps me more and more attached the real
Who think I gotta go?
Writing crack in these lines, so I'm bout to blow
Fuck your shooters, I pull out the longer nose
Homie, that chopper be lookin' like barnacle boy
Yeah, I'm on a hunt like I'm Artemis, boy
Got ploys for the opps, the squad is deployed
Boy got the sauce, they salty as soy
They know when I talk they all get destroyed
You bitchin'? I'm saying you trippin' like, dawg, is you crippled or hallucinating?
Tool to your brain like a surgeon, I'm slipping on purpose, I really be losing my patience
We be mobbing and my squad on some barber shit, pull up like, do we cut him? Do we fade him?
Really homie, who the fuck is you to say shit? You must be insane it's- the fuck is you thinking?
My wrist froze like ice is
My whip foreign like ISIS
Y'all switching up like prices, thinking that you got me fooled, that's priceless
I'm just wildin' out, yeah
They can't tame me, dawg, I'm way too monstrous
Tried to warn you nicely, but tonight we bout that nonsense

Faygo on my hip, imma pop shit
Came up from the trap with no options
Wet you niggas up like I'm mopping
Tried to warn you nicely, but tonight we on some nonsense
Faygo on my hip, imma pop shit
Came up from the trap with no options
Wet you niggas up like I'm mopping
Tried to warn you nicely, but tonight we on some nonsense