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Numba 1
by NL Runt
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That boy Runt on a Florida beat, I had to snap again
They ain't never work for sanitation, they just spend the bin
They ain't got to V-Lone, they turn they back, they supposed to be my friends
Might just pull up in a chicken coop, I ain't talkin' hen
If I pop that boy and drop him, let's see who laughin' then
I just wanna see the rewind so I can laugh again
But I can't, I'm just tryin' to forget about my past
Niggas say its, smoke call M.G. Bros. and get up on your ass
You fall out bout hoes and break the code, you really go out bad
No, incredible, you better not fold, you better do the dash
Why these hoes thirsty? I ain't even got a glass
Push up to the partments, bitch, you know we got the gas
They need a break, he a green serve his ass shake
Why they filled with so much hate
You niggas not around, why the fuck would I let you eat up on my plate?
Ridin' around your city, feel like King Kong cause I'm an ape
You know we them stars, why the fuck you think I copped some Bape?
Bitch, I'm high in Mars, cause I got some battle scars
12 trim', in the apartments, they say we stealin' cars
They ain't got no ID, them niggas tryna pull your card
I'ma get that 308 and slang it like a damn guitar
3-0-0, B-L-K, that's a 308
All them nigga hoes, we the ones really runnin' MLK
I'm snappin' every flow, you know this beat here Steppahmadeit
Leave em wit a, shit bag on, tryna wipe them down just like a baby
Every song we make, be a hit, just like crack in 80's
These niggas dubbed, these niggas fake, that's why I don't fuck with Ken
But I'm ridin' around with Barbie, RIP to that boy Marty
She told me cut the camera on, so I call her iCarly
Hit her one time, in the head, feel like James Harden
I don't care if you a right or wrong, I'ma spin for you regardless
I'm super drippy, she say she like my fit, yeah
They say they tryna spin, but they ain't gon' get there
Leave them by the mall like Big Bear
You better off going to amusement park, them niggas do not play fair
Nigga, try to walk on me, I swear I'll make him lay there
I promise you that you won't see him later
That boy Runt on a Florida beat, I had to snap again
They ain't never work for sanitation, they just spend the bin
They ain't got to V-Lone, they turn they back, they supposed to be my friends
Might just pull up in a chicken coop, I ain't talkin' hen
If I pop that boy and drop him, let's see who laughin' then
I just wanna see the rewind so I can laugh again
But I can't, I'm just tryin' to forget about my past
Niggas say its, smoke call M.G. Bros. and get up on your ass
You fall out bout hoes and break the code, you really go out bad
No, incredible, you better not fold, you better do the dash
Why these hoes thirsty? I ain't even got a glass
Push up to the partments, bitch, you know we got the gas
They need a break, he a green serve his ass shake
Why they filled with so much hate
You niggas not around, why the fuck would I let you eat up on my plate?
Ridin' around your city, feel like King Kong cause I'm an ape
You know we them stars, why the fuck you think I copped some Bape?
Bitch, I'm high in Mars, cause I got some battle scars
12 trim', in the apartments, they say we stealin' cars
They ain't got no ID, them niggas tryna pull your card
I'ma get that 308 and slang it like a damn guitar
3-0-0, B-L-K, that's a 308
All them nigga hoes, we the ones really runnin' MLK
I'm snappin' every flow, you know this beat here Steppahmadeit
Leave em wit a, shit bag on, tryna wipe them down just like a baby
Every song we make, be a hit, just like crack in 80's
These niggas dubbed, these niggas fake, that's why I don't fuck with Ken
But I'm ridin' around with Barbie, RIP to that boy Marty
She told me cut the camera on, so I call her iCarly
Hit her one time, in the head, feel like James Harden
I don't care if you a right or wrong, I'ma spin for you regardless
I'm super drippy, she say she like my fit, yeah
They say they tryna spin, but they ain't gon' get there
Leave them by the mall like Big Bear
You better off going to amusement park, them niggas do not play fair
Nigga, try to walk on me, I swear I'll make him lay there
I promise you that you won't see him later
