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Nun Else Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
And no heart in me, bitch, I can't tell you how I feel
I was on my lonesome, it was just me in the field
You is not a shooter, you ain't popping shit without a pill
I won't get that point off you if that shit not sealed
Hit her off a perc, she say the love real
Bitch, I can tell you I chase racks, I can't tell you how I feel
Fleming's got me getting fat, I won't ever miss a meal
That bitch should've hooked her down, she would've got a new Chanel
I can't pair it, lil' parka, I let the foreign park itself
He Plymouth, he a trophy, he gon' get put on the shelf
I just wanna talk about some money, I don't wanna talk about nothing else
Fuck talking, let's go get it, I don't see nothing else
Being broke, that shit bad for your health
I won't die, bro, bitch, I refuse, I can't go
I'm not rocking on those shows if I can't bring the pole
Bitch, got kicked out the spaceship, she was acting swole
I don't tolerate no slow bitch or broke bitch
Beamer fresh up off the lot, I'ma drive it like it's stolen
She got a nigga, she still hop on top and roll it
She boosting up my ego, this bitch say that I'm the coldest
I'ma find that love, I feel like I'm chosen
Bought that Glock for what? You is not gon' blow it
Beamer got a M-money, this bitch floating
You'd cuff that bitch when you knew she was rolling
I ain't never in debt cause shit's on niggas, we can get it going
And I'm locked, got a sticker, they don't see the shit poking
I be getting money, fuck I look like joking
Get that boy in that room, watch that nigga start folding
And a heart in me, bitch, I can't tell you how I feel
I was on my lonesome, it was just me in the field
You is not a shooter, you ain't popping shit without a pill
I won't get that plane off you if that shit not sealed
Hit her off a Perkz, she say the love real
Bitch, I can tell you I chase racks, I can't tell you how I feel
Fleming's got me getting fat, I won't ever miss a meal
That bitch should've hooked her down, she would've got a new Chanel
I can't parallel park, I let the foreign park itself
He keep claiming he a trophy, he gon' get put on the shelf
I just wanna talk about some money, I don't wanna talk about nothing else
Fuck talking, let's go get it, I don't see nothing else