Lyrics Drop! - Nada!

(Nada, not again)
(Bleh)
Yeah, I feel like the goat when I walk in the room
My niggas bang red like the butt of baboon
I drop a couple bands all out in Dover
She be like, "Boy, why you never come over?"
I hate being sober
So I put the drugs in my body, pour it up
They be like, "Nada boy you gettin' older"
Goat talk, bitch I been doin' this shit for a while now
That lil' bitch know I'ma king nigga bow down
That lil' bitch wanna fuck know that she down
Nada De Niro can't put the drank down
Hoe why you lyin' to me like that?
I'ma be gone but I'll be right back
Her pussy pond how she be so wet
Money on me I'm servin' cunt, yeah
Yeah I get high I roll a blunt
Young nigga got bodies in the trunk
I got pink in my cup I'm not Punk
Bitch I'm sipping lean I'm not drunk
He wanna eat like potluck
And my lil' bitch is popular
DFN the gang we poppin' up
And I got racks in my pockets, yuh
She ride the dick like a damn Kawasaki, yuh
Know they gon' tell, they got rats in they posse, yuh
Told her I love her but I'm wishy-washy
That bitch a freak she give me silly-
I got a white bitch look like Billie
Fuck the Rollie, I want Rich' Millie
Said he fell off but won't know till he, drop
Pull up her panties they, drop
I don't take Xannies I, stopped
Bitch I'm the man he not, hot
Silencer better not, talk (talk)
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