Letras
Holy shit, this sounds like garbage (yeah)
But I can't stop listening to it (yeah)
Legalize nuclear bombs
Nuke radio
Yeah, two tone Glock when he walked in (walked in)
Nigga stalkin' this bitch can't call in (can't call in)
When I walk in the trap like God in here (God in here)
Pocket look like Wave Rod in it (In it)
Un got them percs me and bra outside ('side)
Fuck we look like lettin' consignment slide (yeah)
We gon' buy the whole script with the perc 5's (Nuke)
Wе them boys, front you a pack, put you on your feet (on your feet)
Nigga fresh as shit, but he still dirtiеr than Dirty D (for real)
Nigga blew it, puttin' that shit on, coulda bought 30 P's (30 P's)
Broke bitch, arguin' with herself, she think she hurtin' me? (yuh)
Drug rich for real, drop it on the scale baby (scale baby)
I can't give yo ass the blueprint
Help you with yo plan baby (yo' plan baby)
One ear out the other, they don't wanna hear 'bout it
Breaking the bag with what, who? bitch! you wasn't here 'bout it
Tell your ass how hard it get (yeah)
Make that shit look easy, when a sleaze was a starter kit (starter kit)
Sometimes, I be drunk out my mind
It's hard to park the whip (park the whip)
My Glock be beatin' like a ratchet
Bald head thot bitch (do you love me keke?)
That nigga broke as shit at the trap window shopping
Ain't cop shit (ain't but nothin')
Houdini with that shit
30 days, nigga watch this (30 of 'em)
My dog foo be jumpin' out the cut like it's lil Tim (yeah)
These some brolic ass 20's these ain't no lil 10's (yeah, yeah)
Nuke radio, we make your eardrums bleed
Yeah, yeah
Grams on the floor
Auntie knockin' back to back she beatin' in the door
I just sent my youngin' off, to the corner store
Told him get some bags, and more baking soda
The pot quakin' over, turn the water down
Look at the side window, he placed his order now
I talk that dope shit that other shit sound watered down