Nigga, Nigga, Nigga
What you looking at?
(I don't really know)
Nigga, Nigga, Nigga
What you looking at?
(I don't really know)
Not nice, I'm not nice
You ask me a question I'm scratching my head like I got lice
Slapping niggas like I swat flies
I'm always right, so I'm alright
I stopped time using just my mind
I'm a smart guy, call that clockwise
The clock chimes and I'm on time
It's like 12 o'clock in the morning
I need a horny bitch with the soft eyes
On some birth control for my slot time
I need the top prize, I might swap spit with her raw side
Eat the pussy till she cross eyed
Eat the pussy till it lost 9
I kill the pussy see the chalk lines
Columbine on this instrumental
F*ck a homicide, I just lost my mental
Cause my appetites fully qualified
What's your colon like? I just took a shit
Call it colonized, niggas talking shit
They don't know the lingo or the grammar
Talking like you moving bricks, arm and hammer
I won't even quote this shit
Niggas moving on some f*cking phony shit
I been moving on some hocus pocus tip
Now you see me now you f*cking don't
Bitch niggas acting like you know me
We ain't homies, we ain't ever break bread like that
It takes a whole lot more to get respect like that
I'll f*ck a fat chick cause she's got something to prove
It's been a long time since I got head like that
Shit... Did I say that out loud?
F*ck it, I feel like the man right now
Deadass world in my hands right now
Spinning on my finger like a basketball
Went to high school in suburbia
Went to starbucks for the soccer moms
Turn my hat backwards I'm tryna catch em all, it's like pokemon
I'm tryna poke your mom and make a tally of it
When I wrote the song I doubt your daddy loved it
I dont give a f*ck, I might spaz in public
Foaming out the mouth like I'm rabid, f*cking running rampant on em
She's a trick figure, I might stamp it on her
He's bitch nigga, I'm gon' brand it on him
Make his fans diss on him till his fam' dishonored
Make his father wish he hadn't broke the condom
Make his father wish his pullout game stronger
Eject the disc, floppy disc, erectile dysfunction-less
I'm off this shit like f*ck this shit
Nigga, Nigga, Nigga
What you looking at?
(I don't really know)
Nigga, Nigga, Nigga
What you looking at?
(I don't really know)
Not nice, I'm not nice
You ask me a question I'm scratching my head like I got lice
Slapping niggas like I swat flies
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Nigga, Nigga, Nigga
What you looking at?
(I don't really know)
Nigga, Nigga, Nigga
What you looking at?
(I don't really know)
Not nice, I'm not nice
You ask me a question I'm scratching my head like I got lice
Slapping niggas like I swat flies
I'm always right, so I'm alright
I stopped time using just my mind
I'm a smart guy, call that clockwise
The clock chimes and I'm on time
It's like 12 o'clock in the morning
I need a horny bitch with the soft eyes
On some birth control for my slot time
I need the top prize, I might swap spit with her raw side
Eat the pussy till she cross eyed
Eat the pussy till it lost 9
I kill the pussy see the chalk lines
Columbine on this instrumental
F*ck a homicide, I just lost my mental
Cause my appetites fully qualified
What's your colon like? I just took a shit
Call it colonized, niggas talking shit
They don't know the lingo or the grammar
Talking like you moving bricks, arm and hammer
I won't even quote this shit
Niggas moving on some f*cking phony shit
I been moving on some hocus pocus tip
Now you see me now you f*cking don't
Bitch niggas acting like you know me
We ain't homies, we ain't ever break bread like that
It takes a whole lot more to get respect like that
I'll f*ck a fat chick cause she's got something to prove
It's been a long time since I got head like that
Shit... Did I say that out loud?
F*ck it, I feel like the man right now
Deadass world in my hands right now
Spinning on my finger like a basketball
Went to high school in suburbia
Went to starbucks for the soccer moms
Turn my hat backwards I'm tryna catch em all, it's like pokemon
I'm tryna poke your mom and make a tally of it
When I wrote the song I doubt your daddy loved it
I dont give a f*ck, I might spaz in public
Foaming out the mouth like I'm rabid, f*cking running rampant on em
She's a trick figure, I might stamp it on her
He's bitch nigga, I'm gon' brand it on him
Make his fans diss on him till his fam' dishonored
Make his father wish he hadn't broke the condom
Make his father wish his pullout game stronger
Eject the disc, floppy disc, erectile dysfunction-less
I'm off this shit like f*ck this shit
Nigga, Nigga, Nigga
What you looking at?
(I don't really know)
Nigga, Nigga, Nigga
What you looking at?
(I don't really know)
Not nice, I'm not nice
You ask me a question I'm scratching my head like I got lice
Slapping niggas like I swat flies
What you looking at?
(I don't really know)
Nigga, Nigga, Nigga
What you looking at?
(I don't really know)
Not nice, I'm not nice
You ask me a question I'm scratching my head like I got lice
Slapping niggas like I swat flies
I'm always right, so I'm alright
I stopped time using just my mind
I'm a smart guy, call that clockwise
The clock chimes and I'm on time
It's like 12 o'clock in the morning
I need a horny bitch with the soft eyes
On some birth control for my slot time
I need the top prize, I might swap spit with her raw side
Eat the pussy till she cross eyed
Eat the pussy till it lost 9
I kill the pussy see the chalk lines
Columbine on this instrumental
F*ck a homicide, I just lost my mental
Cause my appetites fully qualified
What's your colon like? I just took a shit
Call it colonized, niggas talking shit
They don't know the lingo or the grammar
Talking like you moving bricks, arm and hammer
I won't even quote this shit
Niggas moving on some f*cking phony shit
I been moving on some hocus pocus tip
Now you see me now you f*cking don't
Bitch niggas acting like you know me
We ain't homies, we ain't ever break bread like that
It takes a whole lot more to get respect like that
I'll f*ck a fat chick cause she's got something to prove
It's been a long time since I got head like that
Shit... Did I say that out loud?
F*ck it, I feel like the man right now
Deadass world in my hands right now
Spinning on my finger like a basketball
Went to high school in suburbia
Went to starbucks for the soccer moms
Turn my hat backwards I'm tryna catch em all, it's like pokemon
I'm tryna poke your mom and make a tally of it
When I wrote the song I doubt your daddy loved it
I dont give a f*ck, I might spaz in public
Foaming out the mouth like I'm rabid, f*cking running rampant on em
She's a trick figure, I might stamp it on her
He's bitch nigga, I'm gon' brand it on him
Make his fans diss on him till his fam' dishonored
Make his father wish he hadn't broke the condom
Make his father wish his pullout game stronger
Eject the disc, floppy disc, erectile dysfunction-less
I'm off this shit like f*ck this shit
Nigga, Nigga, Nigga
What you looking at?
(I don't really know)
Nigga, Nigga, Nigga
What you looking at?
(I don't really know)
Not nice, I'm not nice
You ask me a question I'm scratching my head like I got lice
Slapping niggas like I swat flies
Writer: quami.xyz
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid