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Er305 & Nkdvkng - New Pyrex Lyrics



Er305 & Nkdvkng - New Pyrex Lyrics




A nigga like me I'm hotter than the butane, lighter for the stove used for the cooked 'caine
Wall unit ain't work, hotter than a bitch which would explain, why everything I do be too flame
Got a doobie with the new strain, collect mine off the top like the presidential toupee
Want war with me boy you gotta be crazy, got me really walking round asking niggas who sane?
Sad, damn yeah but true, Eastside Vietnam vet you a casual
Let me make it clear, the shit I rap is absolute, truth like Trae you could catch me in my bag you gook
My nigga (edited) the type to snatch you for your valuables
My nigga (edited) the type to serve you up a bag or two
Know my nigga Frank he a different type of cat, he cool
F*ck where you from, it's 'bout where you At fool
In a crazy hood like my nigga EFN
But we who God drafted for this crazy game we in
When you down gotta get a rebound off the bricks
F*ck around and catch a nigga highlights on ESPN
Big dude in the paint n all that Jazz
If I ain't spoke Spanish coulda Passed for Craig Ostertag
But I feel like Karl, mailman with the big bag
But they lookin' at me crazy like I ain't 'posed to brag
Yeah, nkdvkng with the switch up,
Don't hold your breath I make plays with no hiccups
Ain't much for the 'Gram but I'm the one they loving pics of
How we rock in real life is how I know it's real love
No lean no pills, take lifes pain to the face
Still handsome guess I just age with some grace
Y'all only worried bout the beans and the po' up
I'm more concerned bout pulling folks up, help the poor up
Never claimed to be a gangsta, made it from the trenches
Stood 10 toes unscathed, weapon in hand what's the business
Just a scratch or two from jumping apartment fences
Ain't to keep the crime out it's to keep our asses in it
F*ck a president unless green n dead to set precedent
Only one that matter, Rolex that look Heaven sent
By any means just like Malcolm, bitch a nigga hell bent
Drop so much fire devil said I got hell bent
Only right I pull up in a Demon On God
Even a Hellcat, you know I'm humble, lord
Dodge the opps you know I got the hunger for more
Up so many points you could never settle the score
Uh, f*ck you niggas even settling for
I'm too raw to ever be knocked for peddling hard
Talked a lotta shit but now you backpedaling hard
Just like the rest over exaggerate what you really on

Yeah, I need a new pyrex
Heat rocks too hot nigga broke the pyrex
Aye, I need a new pyrex
Heat rocks too hot nigga broke the pyrex
Foolie, I need a new pyrex
Heat rocks too hot nigga broke the pyrex
Aye, I need a new pyrex
Heat rocks too hot nigga broke the pyrex
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A nigga like me I'm hotter than the butane, lighter for the stove used for the cooked 'caine
Wall unit ain't work, hotter than a bitch which would explain, why everything I do be too flame
Got a doobie with the new strain, collect mine off the top like the presidential toupee
Want war with me boy you gotta be crazy, got me really walking round asking niggas who sane?
Sad, damn yeah but true, Eastside Vietnam vet you a casual
Let me make it clear, the shit I rap is absolute, truth like Trae you could catch me in my bag you gook
My nigga (edited) the type to snatch you for your valuables
My nigga (edited) the type to serve you up a bag or two
Know my nigga Frank he a different type of cat, he cool
F*ck where you from, it's 'bout where you At fool
In a crazy hood like my nigga EFN
But we who God drafted for this crazy game we in
When you down gotta get a rebound off the bricks
F*ck around and catch a nigga highlights on ESPN
Big dude in the paint n all that Jazz
If I ain't spoke Spanish coulda Passed for Craig Ostertag
But I feel like Karl, mailman with the big bag
But they lookin' at me crazy like I ain't 'posed to brag
Yeah, nkdvkng with the switch up,
Don't hold your breath I make plays with no hiccups
Ain't much for the 'Gram but I'm the one they loving pics of
How we rock in real life is how I know it's real love
No lean no pills, take lifes pain to the face
Still handsome guess I just age with some grace
Y'all only worried bout the beans and the po' up
I'm more concerned bout pulling folks up, help the poor up
Never claimed to be a gangsta, made it from the trenches
Stood 10 toes unscathed, weapon in hand what's the business
Just a scratch or two from jumping apartment fences
Ain't to keep the crime out it's to keep our asses in it
F*ck a president unless green n dead to set precedent
Only one that matter, Rolex that look Heaven sent
By any means just like Malcolm, bitch a nigga hell bent
Drop so much fire devil said I got hell bent
Only right I pull up in a Demon On God
Even a Hellcat, you know I'm humble, lord
Dodge the opps you know I got the hunger for more
Up so many points you could never settle the score
Uh, f*ck you niggas even settling for
I'm too raw to ever be knocked for peddling hard
Talked a lotta shit but now you backpedaling hard
Just like the rest over exaggerate what you really on

Yeah, I need a new pyrex
Heat rocks too hot nigga broke the pyrex
Aye, I need a new pyrex
Heat rocks too hot nigga broke the pyrex
Foolie, I need a new pyrex
Heat rocks too hot nigga broke the pyrex
Aye, I need a new pyrex
Heat rocks too hot nigga broke the pyrex
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Writer: EDDY ROBERTO VILLAFUERTE, ROLANDO PABLO GUTIERREZ
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