nardo$ reign - POKER FACE

Can somebody tell me why they're trying to play with me?
Same nigga, same brodie, same bitches, same thots
Niggas know my clique selective
Every nigga with me putting switches on they Smith and Wesson
Dpakk send that boy to heaven (Ha)
1300 call my phone like, "Twin we headlining"
I said, "Bro that shit ain't about none when we rocking shows"
Anytime you see me I rock all black in designer clothes
Probably got some Prada on me
New money, new problems homie
You think you pressing some but all that talk ain't face to face
Who want smoke today? Switch on my bitch
Call her Gaga, she might poker face
Looking at my fit got her shocked could tell just by her face
Try to compromise one of my guys and we retaliate
Can somebody tell me why they're trying to play with me?
Same nigga, same brodie, same bitches, same thots
Niggas know my clique selective
Every nigga with me putting switches on they Smith and Wesson
Dpakk send that boy to heaven (Ha)
1300 call my phone like, "Twin we headlining"
I said, "Bro that shit ain't about none when we rocking shows"
Anytime you see me I rock all black in designer clothes
Probably got some Prada on me
New money, new problems homie
You think you pressing some but all that talk ain't face to face
Switch on my bitch
Call her Gaga, she might poker face
Punch you in your shit, you got problems get your ass erased
I been out the mix, counting paper little bitch we not the same
They know I'm Nardo$ Reign
And I got pain for anybody that put mine in vein
Can't take advice from anybody that be switching lanes
I'll do that time if I be wrong or take it to the grave
Can somebody tell me why they trying to play with me
Same nigga, same brody
Same bitches, same thots
Niggas know my clique selective
Every nigga with me putting switches on they Smith and Wesson
Dpakk send that boy to heaven (Ha)
1300 call my phone like, "Twin we headlining"
I said, "Bro that shit ain't about none when we rocking shows"
Anytime you see me I rock all black in designer clothes
Probably got some Prada on me
New money, new problems homie
You think you pressing some but all that talk ain't face to face
Who want smoke today? Switch on my bitch
Call her Gaga, she might poker face

Written by:
Julian Scott

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