SOS Niko - Do This

Get to tapping that switch
Frah, Frah, Frah
Put that stick on em
If you ain't stacking you starvin nigga
Get yo money up
Frah
Let do it, let do it
Come on
If you ain't got no money in your pocket nigga what the fuck is you doin
Nigga go get you some cheddar
Come on man
Shit too easy
Catch a body
Hold on, hold on
I'm finna walk on this bitch, hold on
Let do it
fuck with this shit
Turn me up, turn me up
Get to tapping that switch
She tryna argue I ain't with all that lame shit
She keep on naggin I went, got a new bitch
Beam onna Glock If I up it, I won't miss
They said lil Niko too hot, yeah I do this
Let's go up the sco I ain't ducking not one mission
My opps be hidin they know how I do niggas
He wanna dap but he know I don't fuck wit em
They see me they run
They must know that I pop niggas
You tryna rob nigga, go bust yo move
Imma blow this bitch and put you on the news
Bad bitch, eat dick
Know that I love that
But I could never love a gnat
Come and tap in if you want you some fye shit
He a hot boy till I hit em wit hot shit
Them niggas scary they ain't ever pop shit
Come face the pistol so you can get dropped bitch
Hashtag I can't fall for no trap
Hashtag he talkin shit he get took off the map
Lil nigga said that he bought it, that's cap
His bitch wanna fuck Kus she know that I rap
Hold on
Put on my mask and my gloves to go drill nigga
She like the way that I talk I'm too trill nigga
Lil bro in the back making plays off the droid
Bitch stay actin weird that's the shit I avoid
You ain't gone shoot why you need you a stick
I'm shooting shit just like Demar Derozen
He actin all tough, Damn
He actin all tough till I go and put switch on him
I catch them niggas I'm uppin this Glock on em
I catch them niggas I'm puttin some shots on em
They on that internet shit, I ain't with that
Find where they stay and I'm tryna come blitz that
Bitch, I'm always good there ain't nowhere I can't go
I call my young niggas they always on go
Brand new G19 I stuff it with chrome
If he talking crazy he won't make it home
Brand new G-lock on me, nigga
Real deal fucking grave digga
Real deal fucking brain splitta, Come on
I'm in the trap and I'm cookin up scams
Bro in the back servin niggas grams
What you want
What you need
My young nigga, he got
Smoke me a opp
Turn his ass to some za
Talking that rah-rah
Send yo ass sky high
For all that dissin imma get you gone
All my opps, they ain't on shit
Niggas be bitches, nah for real
Put that fye all in his grill
Get caught in that jam I will not squeal
I can't go out like no rat
Nah, I'll never fucking fold
Can't name one time lil Niko was on that drill and he ain't blow his pole

Written by:
Niyokshan Winston

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