NewDay Nick - SOMEBODY OR NOBODY (feat. RJ OTD)
Get a bag and bitches call, you don't gotta chasePrada shopping, 750 for the kicks I ain't tryna race
I'll smack you with a dub rn and give you sour face
Shit I'm talking to the doc right na, I'm from outer space
Bust a play and count the cash, that's how all my niggas living
We was jumping head first in this shit and got to swimming
Talking to the lord cause he know a nigga sinning
I know a lot of shit changed, now you tardy while we winning
Fucking racks up, we can pop a tag when we want
My feelings backed up, think I want you back But I don't
Now I gotta move with caution cause I'm really worth something
Treat a nigga like my son, feeling like I birthed something
I was in the bleachers bussing juggs, fuck a chant
The AR hanging by the bed like a lamp
So many woods in the air, we should really start a camp
If you ain't tryna run it up, you can't hang with me
Get the bag and fuck it up, that's something I'll hate to see
If I was fucked up, you'll probably ashamed of me
Can't call you my brother, you ain't never made no plays with me
Can't go broke, I'm tryna run it up, shit ain't a game to me
You probably fold if you get the ups, you a lame to me
Bro say you gotta strap on yo nuts, you wanna make some cheese
Come fwm, we can bubble up it only take a week
Only popping out for racks, bro lets get busy
Walk in the trap, its 1000 packs and like 6 digis
Told bro, pop out with the strap, shit might get iffy
Same nigga gone get rich with me, swear it ain't gone be shit pretty
Hate come when that pape come, we don't trip on that
Got real wolves, they don't say nun, they gone get on that
Real shit, we ain't gone play nun, we tryna get more cash
Get yo pape up, don't say nun, you cant flip yo bag
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NEWDAY NICK, RJ OTD
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