Текст песни Balance! - Nada!

Posted on his block like a stakeout (yeah)
It's my birthday you can pull the cake out (cake)
Thirty round gon' hit that boy in the mouth (the mouth, ha)
Racks in my pocket, I can't even stuff 'em in
They like, "Nada, when you finna stop punching in?"
Never, whole lot of rubber bands, bitch I got several
All of my niggas bang red like the devil
(He he he, what that nigga say?)
All of my niggas bang red like rose petal
This ain't no popcorn came out the kettle
I'm in the trap bitch smoking on cat piss
That nigga smoking on venom (hiss)
My brother locked up, he a felon
When I'm rich you better put me on Ellen
She on my skin like petroleum jelly
She on my skin, take her back to the telly
And I know he rat, yeah I know he gon' tell
All of my dogs gon' make it to heaven
Shit talk send him H-E-double hockey sticks, damn (hell)
Now all I need is a puck
Bet' not slide with no stick I'm like Charlie good luck
Pull up in the tonka this shit a truck
Instagram watch a lil' nigga get dumped
Watch a lil' nigga get slumped
I'm off the lean, I'm krunk
I'm off the bean, I'm krunk
She tryna kick it, I told her, "go punt"
I'm off the lean, pour this shit by the pint
This Wock' ain't Ciroc, I ain't tryna get drunk
Put the molly in the cup, I watch her boot up
She not my bae, I'm not even boo'd up
Stacks on the table, it's hard to keep balance
A whole lot of money, my bank account balance
Your hoe with me tonight like Jimmy Fallon
Extendo on the glock like Megan Thee Stallion
And I play for the bucks like Milwaukee
Look in my cup and that shit a lil' Wocky
Seventeen bitch when I started pill popping
Mexican bitch and she still call me "papi"
But I can't lay up with that bitch like finger roll
I made that bitch eat my dick like a spring roll
I don't got a cape but she said I'm a hero
She call me Nada De Niro
Every time I look at the man in the mirror
I understand why bitches loving my splendor
Got a skinny bitch yeah she look like the Slender