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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nutcase22
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nutcase22
Composer
Jiko
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jiko
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
(Target acquired)
So much nights I lost for the bando
Whippin' that down 'til the yola-looked (Whip that)
My lifestyle coming expensive
Encrusted rings and bustdown watch
I flooded my wrist with ice, I did
And now I can't read the clocks
This life ain't good for the weak
Don't get nicked then sing to the cops
So much nights I lost for the bando
Whippin' that down 'til the yola-looked (Whip that)
My lifestyle coming expensive
Encrusted rings and bustdown watch
I flooded my wrist with ice, I did
And now I can't read the clocks
This life ain't good for the weak
Don't get nicked then sing to the cops
Step in the bando, gimme a pot
I'll show my young bro how to do it (Whip it)
Anyone walk through the door
If it ain't through me, you put that rambo through him
Hold him, floor him, bore him (Bore him)
Make sure that your blade is scoring
Get done in the night or the morning
Step out of line, leave your whole top pouring
All-all of my guys we ride on bike
Rev-rev revving up one-two-five
Jump off quick, get done up live
Chest, neck, belly and spine
Know yourself we don't play about
Thinking a man get taken out
Don't lose your soul for chasing clout
We squeeze that mash, we don't think in doubt
So much nights I lost for the bando
Whippin' that down 'til the yola-looked (Whip that)
My lifestyle coming expensive
Encrusted rings and bustdown watch
I flooded my wrist with ice, I did
And now I can't read the clocks
This life ain't good for the weak
Don't get nicked then sing to the cops
So much nights I lost for the bando
Whippin' that down 'til the yola-looked (Whip that)
My lifestyle coming expensive
Encrusted rings and bustdown watch
I flooded my wrist with ice, I did
And now I can't read the clocks
This life ain't good for the weak
Don't get nicked then sing to the cops
Cut all the problems, I am the solver
Lean and shoot for the moving mo'er
See my face, they know it's over
Shot man down like a closing folder
Step right back, all my friends got skengs
We hold it tight and fire at men
Bang it once then tap it again
Watch them run, little bunch of gems
Best done real firm with your angle
This mash and me is entangled
All I know is squeeze that handle
Rise that smoke like a burning candle
Then skate in a stolen car (Mhhm)
In hope that we make it far (Mhhm)
We can't leave no DSR, no way, Astaghfirullah
So much nights I lost for the bando
Whippin that down 'til the yola-looked (Whip that)
My lifestyle coming expensive
Encrusted rings and bustdown watch
I flooded my wrist with ice, I did
And now I can't read the clocks
This life ain't good for the weak
Don't get nicked then sing to the cops
So much nights I lost for the bando
Whippin that down 'til the yola-looked (Whip that)
My lifestyle coming expensive
Encrusted rings and bustdown watch
I flooded my wrist with ice, I did
And now I can't read the clocks
This life ain't good for the weak
Don't get nicked then sing to the cops
This life ain't good for the weak
Don't get nicked then sing to the cops
This life ain't good for the weak
Don't get nicked then sing to the cops
Written by: Jiko, Nutcase22