Jerah Niks - All That!

I been watching Nick at Nite
Thinking it would clear my mind
They be tryna hit my line
I know it's a waste of time
Shorty wanna taste my wine
Tell that bitch to get in line
They just wanna steal my shine
Why they wanna run me dry
Tell the fake bitch to fallback
Tell the wasteman to fallback
Im an ace and they all jacks
Tell em you won't get a call back
Tell the fake bitch to fallback
Tell the wasteman to fallback
Hit the bank with a large check
Tell em we gon need all that
Laying out in my ends
Wish I had me a band on me
Leave it all up to God
Momma said he had plans for me
Snakes can keep up the act
But why you think you gon blend homie
Ping ting play hard to get
But when this drop she gon dance for me
Tell em speak up
Wha-gwan bitch I'm coming with that heater
No flex you can't pay me for a feature
Bad ting posing like she Mona Lisa
Ass fat she got the Felicia
Good head she kneel for the Preacher
Cold world revenge of the dreamer
These bars leave man with a fever
Too bad my heart in the freezer
Aye
Them man always try to hop on my back
Fake friends creep when I know they got they hand in my bag
Think it's mint naw naw why you do me like that
The coupe 2 seats don't leave tell them niggas I pass
I been watching Nick at Nite
Thinking it would clear my mind
They be tryna hit my line
I know it's a waste of time
Shorty wanna taste my wine
Tell that bitch to get in line
They just wanna steal my shine
Why they wanna run me dry
Tell the fake bitch to fallback
Tell the wasteman to fallback
Im an ace and they all jacks
Tell em you won't get a call back
Tell the fake bitch to fallback
Tell the wasteman to fallback
Hit the bank with a large check
Tell em we gon need all that
Know I'm good on my end
Think I got enough friends homie
I was down on my luck
But knew the shit was gon turn slowly
Coming back with the waves
I light the flame you gon burn phoney
We don't do it the same
We can never be too cozy
Tell em speak up
Man hate why you acting like believer
Don't fake don't go looking for the reaper
Don't flex turn your wife into a cheater
Bad boy like I'm fucking on the teacher
Prayer hands got her shaking it on Easter
Bust quick then I go into the ether
Big drip like I'm maxing out a visa
My bruv got the place smelling like reefer
Aye
Them man always try to hop on my back
Fake friends creep when I know they got they hand in my bag
Think it's mint naw naw why you do me like that
The coupe 2 seats don't leave tell them niggas I pass
I been watching Nick at Nite
Thinking it would clear my mind
They be tryna hit my line
I know it's a waste of time
Shorty wanna taste my wine
Tell that bitch to get in line
They just wanna steal my shine
Why they wanna run me dry
Tell the fake bitch to fallback
Tell the wasteman to fallback
Im an ace and they all jacks
Tell em you won't get a call back
Tell the fake bitch to fallback
Tell the wasteman to fallback
Hit the bank with a large check
Tell em we gon need all that

Written by:
Nicholas Holt

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