Lyrics Fed Ex - Nique Got-It

Aye let me tell you bout my lifestyle
I'm so deep in this shit man I might drown
6 rings don't hang up, I put the mic down
Move bricks off the phone ain't no space in my iCloud
Plugged in better do yo research
Did I do that naw I ain't Steve Urkel
Never filled out a app, oh but he keep work
I get the bag, bro move it yea that's teamwork

Give that pussy to a lame girl you know better
First we was just fuckin na we go together
You got a king better stick by em like Coretta
Told her I was from the East that made her pussy more wetter
Pick you up droppin dick off do the Melvin
Wake you up out yo sleep you get hit in yo pajamas
You gon roll or you tied do it like Alabama
Keep the love that you got, loyalty make us family
Nique Got-It huh, yea better get em
Yo nigga only get tough when he off some liquor
Was taught to use the microwave, the dope cook quicker
Man she thought shit was sweet now she walking round bitter
I made lemonade life ain't een gimme lemons
Never scared to shoot fuck I look like Ben Simmons
You want yo pussy ate oh well that's a privilege
Fed my ex a whole bunch of lies when she couldn't deliver

Bitch imma flex, why tf imma be humble
They only tell you that cuz it make them uncomfortable
I can't fall off never said I ain't stumble
Ion bang but my niggas throwin B's no bumble
In a world full of hoes who faithful
Invest in some cribs, but I want a 100 acres
Got the streets on lock like the girl in the basement
Catch a body clean the crib listen to Anita Baker
Shots for the opps gettin errbody wasted
Its up then it's stuck that's a sticky situation
She look good in them jeans but ion wanna see her naked
Good things come to those who go and get it I ain't waitin
I was 2nd string man I had to wait my turn
Look out for yo self first or you gon learn
All the love that you show, all the money that you spend
It's like you ain't gon never get it back in return

Aye let me tell you bout my lifestyle
I'm so deep in this shit man I might drown
6 rings don't hang up, I put the mic down
Move bricks off the phone ain't no space in my iCloud
Plugged in better do yo research
Did I do that naw I ain't Steve Urkel
Never filled out a app, oh but he keep work
I get the bag, bro move it yea that's teamwork

Me and my niggas look out for each other
Why you comin round where you from man I wonder
They see you gettin money, they ain't never met yo momma
Just dick ridin then they got the nerve to call you brother
I be at home every time the club lit
Gotta move smart if you wanna be dumb rich
I be walkin on beats but I still run shit
Always get my lick back like a tongue kiss