Nail Biter (feat. B$c Ziggy)

Uh, sure

The Giant

Ha-ha-ha, aye

They left me for dead, but I ain't die

This shit I seen, I 'posed to shed a tear, but I ain't cry

Why the fuck these **** be actin' like they gangster, but they not?

Catch that boy and give his ass a spanking with my Glock

That bitch got glitch on it

Took his bitch and turned her up, I know you miss her, don't it?

Wash my face, brush my teeth, grab my gun, this every morning

Get you some money and get it going

When she hear this sound, I bet it get her horny

Aye, I'm tryna count this money, fuck that, bae, come count it for me

Big Yay came from nothing to something

Shots go off, better duck your muffin

Aye, long as that money pretty, she ain't gon' say you ugly

My pockets on Teletubbies

That ain't no drank, that Robitussin

Dummy ass

That lil' boy a scumbag

Buy in there, make the gun fast

Hit his block make him run fast

Spin that shit, make him haul ass

Aye, lil' boy, where your hall pass?

Big ass Glock make 'em fall back

Can't see lil' bruh at night, he in all black

Tryna run your ass down for a small stack

Aye, really off the love

But that just my thug

I be chilling, playing man

Give me a dub, I'll hit the club

Deebo Samuel, I'll take 19

My shirt made by Saleen

40K, bags of green

I just like Fela

Come catch a magazine

Aye, bitch, come catch a clip

Aye, bae, you catch my drift?

Look, I'm really having drip

Walk behind me, bound to slip

Come shop

We really having sip'

Off that drank, might crash the whip

Get off the P, this a bag of shift

She tapped her friend, like, "Who is him?"

Yeah, shawty said, "Who is he?"

I tell her, "Baby, him is me"

Right off the flight, smoking him-othy

I don't think lil' dude coming trim as me

Water my neck

Can't you see

Water my neck

Can't you tell

All this water

Wishing well

That lil' boy scary, he bite his nails

VVs on my neck, I'm on my Finster with your bitch

Killing shit just like I'm OJ, I just hope the glove fit

Fuck my ex, I don't think 'bout no bitch in my past tense

I'm with a bitch that look like Lotto, ridin' behind some black tint

Let's go

Sippin' drink while I record her, she turn to an actress

Give her everything she want so she'll never want shit

Let's go

Uh, they left me for dead, but I ain't die

Everybody disappear when that judge gave me life

They ain't know what I was like, don't believe in the hype

Seen it with my own eyes, my own people out of sight

When everything went left, shit was still goin' alright

So I'm 'posed to act the way I act right now? ****, alright

Smoke a blunt in front of the courthouse, count the floor that I was on

It make it easy when you rappin' what you livin' in your song

Send a pack to get you killed for all that woofin' through her phone

Every time we take it out, **** ain't on what we on

Let's go

They left me for dead, but I ain't die

This shit I seen, I 'posed to shed a tear, but I ain't cry

Why the fuck these **** be actin' like they gangster, but they not?

Catch that boy and give his ass a spanking with my Glock

That bitch got glitch on it

Took his bitch and turned her up, I know you miss her, don't it?

Wash my face, brush my teeth, grab my gun, this every morning

Get you some money and get it going

When she hear this sound, I bet it get her horny