Lyrics Nutella - OSKI

OSKI
Ey, ey

I'm 'bout to kill this fuckin' game, yeah
Risin' up to fame
All these other bitches lame
Got Nutella in they brain, yeah
I be going hard, yeah
You ain't got no bars, yeah
Empty credit card, rappin' really ain't this hard, ay

You see me runnin' up on ya, gettin' that bread
No intonation, bitch, are you dead?
You're like 11, go back to bed
I'm tired as fuck bro, I should go to bed
Got shit to do though, fuck all of it
'Cause I made this beat and it's fuckin' lit
Look at me now, bitch, look at me now
Cookin' up fire

Kill this fuckin' game, yeah
Risin' up to fame
All these other bitches lame
Got Nutella in they brain, yeah
Money in my mind, yeah
Brothers by my side, yeah
Feel like I'm on fire, I don't even gotta try, ay

You see me flexin' my bands, yeah, Ice on my wrist
You talking shit, but you catchin' these fists
I'm VIP, but you're not on the list
You think you're hot, but you really ain't shit
Livin' my life, yeah, livin' it up
We gettin' lit, yeah, pour me a cup
I'm gonna make it, I'm feelin' my luck
All of these haters, I don't give a fuck

Nah, I don't really give a fuck
Nah, I don't really give a fuck
Nah, I don't really give a fuck
Ey, ey

Now watch me kill this fuckin' game, yeah
Risin' up to fame
All these other bitches lame
Got Nutella in they brain, yeah
Risin' to the top, yeah
Watch these bitches drop, yeah
I have just begun, but I ain't about to stop, yeah

You see me workin' my ass off, gettin' that cash
Where did you come from? Back with the trash
I don't play Fortnite, I play Super Smash
Goin' so hard, feel like I'm gonna crash
Livin' a dream, I don't wanna wake up
Not buying cars, bitch, I'm buying a truck
Feelin' so high, man, I fly like a duck
I know that ain't rhyme, but I don't give a fuck

(Don't give a fuck, yeah, I don't give a fuck)
Nah, I don't really give a fuck (I don't really give a fuck)
Nah, I don't really give a fuck (I don't really give a fuck)
Nah, I don't really give a fuck, yeah, yeah
(I don't really give a fuck, yeah, yeah)

'Cause I ain't fucking playing, bitch, I'm always on that grind, yeah
All them million dollar checks, I'm tryna get 'em signed, yeah
I may look nice to you, but bitch, I'm really not that kind
Now pass me some Nutella just to elevate my mind
(Kill this fuckin' game, yeah)