Y.N.H.
Perkway Nick
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Boy you just a bitch you ain't on shit boy you are not hard Ridin round the city smokin weed avoidin cop cars Just spent half a ticket that's a felon in the lock jar Way they scream my name these bitches thinkin I'm a pop star Pop star Wockhardt baby sippin wockhardt Bitch I sip that lean I smoke that green like I'm a Rasta Jumpin up and down I'm pulling strings like I'm a rockstar Boy you just a bitch you ain't on shit boy you are not hard Bitch I'm off that ack I never pass cus I'm a fiend now Walked in with a rack I know my momma boutta freak out I make the good ones turn to bad I guess I'm makin freaks now Never got respect but now they all fuckin wit me now You lookin at my whip and yeah you like it when the doors out You steady causing ruckus on the gram to get some mo clout If you f*ck wit me you gettin heat and yeah that's no doubt Thought my name was skelly what the hell he lookin froze now Goin through a lot but bitch I'm still about to pipe up Not talkin to you you just a fool you betta pipe down If you hear me singin then you betta putcha lights up Got so many blues so many checks they think I'm right now Boy you just a bitch you ain't on shit boy you are not hard Ridin round the city smokin weed avoidin cop cars Just spent half a ticket that's a felon in the lock jar Way they scream my name these bitches thinkin I'm a pop star Pop star Wockhardt baby sippin wockhardt Bitch I sip that lean I smoke that green like I'm a Rasta Jumpin up and down I'm pulling strings like I'm a rockstar Boy you just a bitch you ain't on shit boy you are not hard When I'm walkin by they scream my name like I'm a star now Labeled 4 star but I'm bringin 9 stars out Perkway thats the gang and bitch I'm boutta let the dawgs out Let the people notice that boy nick he goin hard now Let the people notice that he focused and he never stoppin Always with my guys because they on it and they never oppin Always on the net you always talkin but you never poppin Tryna be the next you so upset cus you could never top it Told her suck it slow say ceo cus I'm a boss doe In and outta Gucci and you buyin all the Ross clothes Steady fuckin freaks I need a independent boss hoe Take a trip wit me and we could go and hit the lost road I guess I'm workin harder I'm a starter you a bench name You goin to the coach to tell him that don't make no sense mane You think you entitled on the Bible that ain't this game You ain't in my cycle you a rival cus you bitch made Boy you just a bitch you ain't on shit boy you are not hard Ridin round the city smokin weed avoidin cop cars Just spent half a ticket that's a felon in the lock jar Way they scream my name these bitches thinkin I'm a pop star Pop star Wockhardt baby sippin wockhardt Bitch I sip that lean I smoke that green like I'm a Rasta Jumpin up and down I'm pulling strings like I'm a rockstar Boy you just a bitch you ain't on shit boy you are not hard yeah
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