When you Speaking On My Name hope you mentioning facts
I only know two things that's the rap and the trap
Sometimes I mix em both up and sell dope on the Track
Now Bring It Back
Why Y'all talking down on the kid
I'm just rolling meditation I be minding my biz
Stop talking like you know me keep my name out ya jibs
All the jokes is gonna stop when I run in ya crib
So what's the deal
Why you niggas running the gimmicks
Told Coach put me in the game cause I'm tired of the scrimmage
I'm just trying to get commas, tryna maintain the image
Of A Young Nigga from the bottom that's running up Digits
When you Speaking On My Name hope you mentioning facts
I only know two things that's the rap and the trap
Sometimes I mix em both up and sell dope on the Track
When you Speaking On My Name hope you mentioning facts
I only know two things that's the rap and the trap
Sometimes I mix em both up and sell dope on the Track
I'm from Harlem everyday I gotta chase me a bag
I know that these niggas watching I could feel that they mad
Cause I pulled off in a Honda and came back in a Jag
Don't Mean to Brag
Imma just sit back and laugh
If it's beef let me know I'm never throwing a flag
I could hear the serpents hissing so imma mowing the grass
You could take your fake love and throw that shit in the trash
Don't Mean to Brag
Imma just sit back and laugh
If it's beef let me know I'm never throwing a flag
Got your shawty in my lap and she rollin up grass
Now I'm smashing dumping ashes all over her ass
I'm from Harlem everyday I gotta chase me a bag
I know that these niggas watching I could feel that they mad
Cause I pulled off in a Honda and came back in a Jag
I'm from Harlem everyday I gotta chase me a bag
I know that these niggas watching I could feel that they mad
Cause I pulled off in a Honda and came back in a Jag
Nims Porter - On My Name! (Freestyle) Lyrics
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When you Speaking On My Name hope you mentioning facts
I only know two things that's the rap and the trap
Sometimes I mix em both up and sell dope on the Track
Now Bring It Back
Why Y'all talking down on the kid
I'm just rolling meditation I be minding my biz
Stop talking like you know me keep my name out ya jibs
All the jokes is gonna stop when I run in ya crib
So what's the deal
Why you niggas running the gimmicks
Told Coach put me in the game cause I'm tired of the scrimmage
I'm just trying to get commas, tryna maintain the image
Of A Young Nigga from the bottom that's running up Digits
When you Speaking On My Name hope you mentioning facts
I only know two things that's the rap and the trap
Sometimes I mix em both up and sell dope on the Track
When you Speaking On My Name hope you mentioning facts
I only know two things that's the rap and the trap
Sometimes I mix em both up and sell dope on the Track
I'm from Harlem everyday I gotta chase me a bag
I know that these niggas watching I could feel that they mad
Cause I pulled off in a Honda and came back in a Jag
Don't Mean to Brag
Imma just sit back and laugh
If it's beef let me know I'm never throwing a flag
I could hear the serpents hissing so imma mowing the grass
You could take your fake love and throw that shit in the trash
Don't Mean to Brag
Imma just sit back and laugh
If it's beef let me know I'm never throwing a flag
Got your shawty in my lap and she rollin up grass
Now I'm smashing dumping ashes all over her ass
I'm from Harlem everyday I gotta chase me a bag
I know that these niggas watching I could feel that they mad
Cause I pulled off in a Honda and came back in a Jag
I'm from Harlem everyday I gotta chase me a bag
I know that these niggas watching I could feel that they mad
Cause I pulled off in a Honda and came back in a Jag
I only know two things that's the rap and the trap
Sometimes I mix em both up and sell dope on the Track
Now Bring It Back
Why Y'all talking down on the kid
I'm just rolling meditation I be minding my biz
Stop talking like you know me keep my name out ya jibs
All the jokes is gonna stop when I run in ya crib
So what's the deal
Why you niggas running the gimmicks
Told Coach put me in the game cause I'm tired of the scrimmage
I'm just trying to get commas, tryna maintain the image
Of A Young Nigga from the bottom that's running up Digits
When you Speaking On My Name hope you mentioning facts
I only know two things that's the rap and the trap
Sometimes I mix em both up and sell dope on the Track
When you Speaking On My Name hope you mentioning facts
I only know two things that's the rap and the trap
Sometimes I mix em both up and sell dope on the Track
I'm from Harlem everyday I gotta chase me a bag
I know that these niggas watching I could feel that they mad
Cause I pulled off in a Honda and came back in a Jag
Don't Mean to Brag
Imma just sit back and laugh
If it's beef let me know I'm never throwing a flag
I could hear the serpents hissing so imma mowing the grass
You could take your fake love and throw that shit in the trash
Don't Mean to Brag
Imma just sit back and laugh
If it's beef let me know I'm never throwing a flag
Got your shawty in my lap and she rollin up grass
Now I'm smashing dumping ashes all over her ass
I'm from Harlem everyday I gotta chase me a bag
I know that these niggas watching I could feel that they mad
Cause I pulled off in a Honda and came back in a Jag
I'm from Harlem everyday I gotta chase me a bag
I know that these niggas watching I could feel that they mad
Cause I pulled off in a Honda and came back in a Jag
Writer: Nehemiah Terry-Peterson
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