Nino Carter - 900

Yeah
Alright
(Tell me you're on fire) Yeah
Yeah
Feels like I've been here before
Rollin' around 'til engines explode
No need for forensics to know
All black when the business is deep
All facts when the witnesses float
Call back when it's finished for me
Fall back when the business is choked
How many times can they flunk?
How many niggas been threw in the trunk?
Who was the one with the skunk?
Who had the gun with the pump?
There's no way Leanna loved me
Aniya said she is in love with me now but I don't think she actually trusts me
If I love you, you are lucky
If you hate me, come touch me
I pop quick, I'm clutchin'
Needs wheels, call JC, turn Chucky
Hear amen, repeat
Never admit defeat
Tires equipped to screech
Now I need Clorox and bleach
I need a ticket to the beach
If you're reading this, thank me later, take care, more life to you
When I see you know who
There's no telling what I might just do
I damn near spazz, I damn near bloop, I might just shoot
He might recoup in the ICU
Kick shit, I'm Nino Juventus
Finally fucked my crush, of course she vented
Pussy, mouth, ass, titties, all four got rented
I've seen too much from the start
Sex, money, murder, drugs raid from the narcs
815, I've swam with the sharks
Better reverse in in the hood if you park
G check A+, we solid, we stone
APC, Comme, Vlone
More dangerous when I'm alone
I'm literally blown
What the fuck is y'all on
900 degrees, 900 strong
There's no way that we'll get along
Feels like I've seen all of this
Rollin' around 'til a target gets hit
Shell-catcher, they'll never know shit
All black's what I'll always prefer
All facts that the business is quick
How many times they gon' point the finger at me when someone's hit with the stick

Written by:
M. Fernandez

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