(Flexin' on that bitch, hold up)
(Cypress)
We got drugs in, I got plug friends (Yeah)
Niggas muggin', got me clutchin', they ain't on nothing (They ain't on nothing)
You a gangster, show me something early morning
I'm out hunting, getting this money, getting this munyun (Getting this munyun)
My lil' bitch trippin', she say I come home way too late, yeah
What you want a broke nigga or you want me to get this pape'? (Damn)
I be feeling like simp, my pockets out of shape, uh
Got me running around the A like Gucci in '08 ('08)
Designer head to toe, I put it on in my sleep (I did)
We ain't stopping for no lights, that's why I copped this Jeep
This new Glock ain't been used, just let a niggas tweak
Like Lorenzo, when we slide, nigga, don't go zeek (Baow, baow)
Don't be stingy with that pussy, let me take a peek (Let me see)
You say you got a man, I know that he ain't as turnt as me (He broke as fuck)
He the type to come around, we make him take a seat
I know he mad as fuck you got Lil Nuu on repeat (Play it again)
Trap niggas, I got what you need, dog food and C (Got it all)
I was thirteen servin' all my big homies all the weed (What you mean?)
Who tryna fight? This ain't Creed, don't get put up on a tee
Know that munyun get shit done, yeah, don't get drenched for that cheese (Munyun)
We got drugs in, I got plug friends (Yeah)
Niggas muggin', got me clutchin', they ain't on nothing (They ain't on nothing)
You a gangster, show me something early morning
I'm out hunting, getting this money, getting this munyun (Getting this munyun)
My lil' bitch trippin', she say I come home way too late, yeah
What you want a broke nigga or you want me to get this pape'? (Damn)
I be feeling like simp, my pockets out of shape, uh
Got me running around the A like Gucci in '08 ('08)
Slide-slide, don't send no threats, diss the gang, say we keep check (Check)
We on go, bitch, who next? Their favorite shooter got put to rest (Them niggas clown)
And his BM gave me the neck, steady begging for the dick
Can't get both, what you pick?
Foenem say, "How you do that?" Yeah, bitch, you know I'm slick (You know I'm slick)
L ain't cry when I got hit, I ain't even send a blitz (Glah, glah)
I'm the type to slide dolo 'cause then, who gon' snitch?
Chris Veck a hockey stick, I'ma always get my lick
Next time they better score or I'ma make you pay if you miss
Hear no evil, see no evil, 12 asks, I don't know them people
We ain't tryna kick it, this ain't FIFA
They be hoes, guess they divas (Yeah)
Wipe they nose, give me a reason
Won't hesitate, catch me squeezin', then scratch off in this Demon (Skrrt, Demon)
We got drugs in, I got plug friends (Yeah)
Niggas muggin', got me clutchin', they ain't on nothing (They ain't on nothing)
You a gangster, show me something early morning
I'm out hunting, getting this money, getting this munyun (Getting this munyun)
My lil' bitch trippin', she say I come home way too late, yeah
What you want a broke nigga or you want me to get this pape'? (Damn)
I be feeling like simp, my pockets out of shape, uh
Got me running around the A like Gucci in '08 ('08)
Yeah, these niggas out here clicking, they need help, man
Youngest turnt young nigga coming out the 'RaQ
If you ain't got a honey bun, two honey bun
We can't even talk, man, this shit flawless
I ain't got no flaws, they know how I'm coming
Lil Nuu, the biggest and turntest
You know I'm sayin'?
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