NEECHIES Lyrics

Your aunty yeah she know I'm deadly

Every weekend hit me up, she trying to get me

I got no money, long hair, I'm rezzy

And you'll probably never see me drive a Bentley, I'm ready

Call your kokom and your mosom

Love your family, it's so wholesome

And they probably gonna know when I'm on one

At the feasts they know I'm welcome

Probably take more than a piece

Probably walk out with your cousin

Probably be up on the gravy, up on the buns, and up on the muffins

Woo

With my neechies

With my neechies

Used to burn em CDs

See the raps on TV

With my neechies

With my neechies

Coming home from school

I was eating on the grill cheese

With my neechies

With my neechies

Trying to see the vision

I was seeing it in 3D

With my neechies

With my neechies

Getting smoke like tipis

I was burning on them treaties

Your homie is dating his cousin

And none of us bother to say nothing

I'd rather hit the road now I'm hunting

Minding my own business

I'm gunning I'm coming

Ya drama, y'all feeding all the minds

You talking down, do it all the time

Y'all cross the line I ain't fronting

Talking shit that's one thing

I cock the shotty y'all running

Friendly fire when I come in

Roasting y'all and I bust in

With the jokes and I'm cussin

With my neechies

With my neechies

Used to burn em CDs

See the raps on TV

With my neechies

With my neechies

Coming home from school

I was eating on the grill cheese

With my neechies

With my neechies

Trying to see the vision

I was seeing it in 3D

With my neechies

With my neechies

Getting smoke like tipis

I was burning on them treaties

Burning on them treaties

Getting smoke like tipis

I was burning on them treaties

Burning on them treaties

Getting smoke like tipis

I was burning on them treaties

Getting smoke like tipis

I was burning on them treaties