Nookie (feat. Lil Baby)

(Turn me up

That's the nookie, nookie

Number 29)

Treat the pussy right

That's good nookie

Keep killers 'round me

That's how it should be

Shoulda, woulda, coulda

**** just could be

Yeah, you know the vibe

Up in Chane-ne, I'm picking your size

Murder got a price, I pay it tonight

Blendin' the bujj in the blender, whippin' the white

Just spoke to my Imam and he said I can get five wives

The nitty just died in the bando, but the cat's got nine lives

Money don't change me, stand on that statement

You wouldn't understand, hand-to-hand on the pavement

Still around the way, I forgot that I'm famous

Only hit her once, Lil Keed, she nameless

Rolls Royce truck comin' through, that's anus

Audimar Piguet, Rolex, both stainless

Hear 'em throwin' shots, just watch where you aimin'

I ain't gon' stop, I'm goin' hard how I came in

No new friends, swear to God I'm with the same men

Married to the street, I got a 60 on my ring finger

Made it out the streets to the Forbes, I'm a game changer

Stay from out the streets, they try to label me a gangbanger

Quarter-million dollars got me foreign whip lane-changin'

Only handle business, gettin' money, doin' the same thing

**** who with me, we see, we won't maintain

Every chance I get I'm screamin', "Free 'em out the chain gang"

You got it, girl, I ain't givin' her my last name

Christmas every day, the plug call and said the bands came

Lamborghini truck, it got me speedin' in the fast lane

Thinkin' 'bout the time I hid my bomb in the trash can

Money too long, figures longer than your last man

I can beat it up way better than your last man

I can send a jet, you can cancel all your damn plans

Baby, is you fucking with your boy? This your last chance

Treat the pussy right

That's good nookie

Keep killers 'round me

That's how it should be

Shoulda, woulda, coulda

**** just could be

Yeah, you know the vibe

Up in Chane-ne, I'm picking your size

Murder got a price, I'll pay it tonight

Blendin' the bujj in the blender, whippin' the white

Just spoke to my Imam and he said I can get five wives

The nitty just died in the bando, but the cat's got nine lives

My **** told me he ain't hurt none

Keep talking like you heard suttin'

I'm from South London, hit a **** up, night nights, it's church somethin'

Can't find you on the glide, we'll pull up on your first cousin

She just said, "Who you talkin' to?"

On Wickr, tryna work somethin'

In the kitchen with some work, yeah

In the kitchen, we still learn, yeah

Surely my **** come first, yeah

We threw thousands of bricks out the birds, yeah

I see jakes on my strip, I don't wait there

I spend thousands of pounds on your fake hair

My codeine is dangerous, I'm faded

I'll eat that pussy in Mayfair

Treat the pussy right

That's good nookie

Keep killers 'round me

That's how it should be

Shoulda, woulda, coulda

**** just could be

Yeah, you know the vibe

Up in Chane-ne, I'm picking your size

Murder got a price, I'll pay it tonight

Blendin' the bujj in the blender, whippin' the white

Just spoke to my Imam and he said I can get five wives

The nitty just died in the bando, but the cat's got nine lives