Nimo Woods - Lonely

Runnin up these racks, I can’t stop no, I just want moh (moh)
Throw it in the bag, fuck the tag, you know how it goes (goes)
I don’t know these niggas, why they mad, we’ll never know (know)
Prolly cus I’m in my bag and gettin in it moh (moh)
These niggas ain’t gettin no money and yeah it shows (it shows)
I be goin up, I’m the litest at all my shows (my shows)
Why you hit my line up to lie man that shit phony
Please don’t hit my phone, I’ll smoke this zone all on my lonely
Flexin like they young and rich but begin for some bones (bones)
Why you even pop in out my nigga just go home (home)
These hoes ain’t gone miss you no they really want you gone (gone)
Flexin for the gram you gone regret it in the morning (morning)
Eat that pussy up, I put it right in now she moan (moan)
I don’t understand why these niggas they bite and clone (clone meh)
Actin like they paid but it homage that they all owe (owe)
Fuck it I’ll just euro step around it like Ginobli (Ginobli)
Worried bout these niggas no I can’t get out my zone (zone)
Nimo Woods, I Nimo money, I don’t need moh homies (homies)
Roll a wood and smoke it to the dome right by the police (police)
Fuck it, I guess I just gotta get it on my own (own)
Runnin up these racks, I can’t stop no, I just want moh (moh)
Throw it in the bag, fuck the tag, you know how it goes (goes)
I don’t know these niggas, why they mad, we’ll never know (know)
Prolly cus I’m in my bag and gettin in it moh (moh)
These niggas ain’t gettin no money and yeah it shows (it shows)
I be goin up, I’m the litest at all my shows (my shows)
Why you hit my line up to lie man that shit phony
Please don’t hit my phone, I’ll smoke this zone all on my lonely
On my lonely
Girl you actin phony (aye)
Cappin on me
But you tryna cuff (huh)
Actin like the police (aye)
I don’t trust you that’s why I’m on my own see
Watch me dust you Cruisin in my um Jeep, aye
Smokin pressure it smell like gas all on me, aye
Thats that pressure you know I’m Smokin OG (aye)
Ima monsta it’s in me it ain’t on me (aye)
In my chanclas you that yeezy on me
Say I’m on my downfall but how when I be balling
(Aye)
Ima monsta it’s in me it ain’t on me, Say I’m on my downfall but how when I be balling
(Swish)
Runnin up these racks, I can’t stop no, I just want moh (moh)
Throw it in the bag, fuck the tag, you know how it goes (goes)
I don’t know these niggas, why they mad, we’ll never know (know)
Prolly cus I’m in my bag and gettin in it moh (moh)
These niggas ain’t gettin no money and yeah it shows (it shows)
I be goin up, I’m the litest at all my shows (my shows)
Why you hit my line up to lie man that shit phony
Please don’t hit my phone, I’ll smoke this zone all on my lonely

Written by:
Nicholas Mitchell-Woods

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