Next 2 Nun Lyrics

I gotta find me a better way

Gotta get the whole fam out of Section 8

Said she wanna fuck me on a better day

Brother just hit a drill, gotta celebrate

Gotta pray that the opps get a better fate

Stayin' true to my shit, I was never fake

When I walk in my pockets on heavyweight

Getting money and these niggas can't relate

Cause still, all these damn racks, I feel nothin'

Spend racks like it's nothin'

Pop tags like it's nothin'

Get cash like it's nothin'

Shake ass like it's nothin'

Yea, Yea

On God

Tell me you gon' ride

Can't tell what's real and fake no more

Get racks uh oh

Get racks uh oh

Get racks uh oh

Yeah, okay,

Lot of model bitches know my songs

When I fuck them, they all sing along

Nigga trippin', blowin' up her phone

Pick it up and tell him she'll be home

This shit gets realer than rap

Had to put the whole state on the map

Tryna fuck in the back of the trap

Put your hands on your knees, make it clap

For the racks, I'ma sprint, do a lap

Nigga pussy, he reach for his strap

Leave him lyin', we call him a cap

Tell his ho that he takin' a nap

I gotta find me a better way

Gotta get the whole fam out of Section 8

Said she wanna fuck me on a better day

Brother just hit a drill, gotta celebrate

Gotta pray that the opps get a better fate

Stayin' true to my shit, I was never fake

When I walk in my pockets on heavyweight

Getting money and these niggas can't relate

Cause still, all these damn racks, I feel nothin'

Spend racks like it's nothin'

Pop tags like it's nothin'

Get cash like it's nothin'

Shake ass like it's nothin'

Yea, Yea

On God

Tell me you gon' ride

Can't tell what's real and fake no more