Mr. Matchmaker

Aye bro you know NBG dropped a new track
Who is NBG
Who NBG
yeah who is it
Is you forreal
Yeah
Bruh stop playing with me
I'm serious
You dead serious
Dead serious
Like G O D
G O D bro
Man let me turn this up

Uncle told me not to trust a bitch they have you looking stupid
Call me mr matchmaker bitch I'm feeling like Im cupid
Yeah I'm fat but you hella skinny looking like a toothpick
Talking all that shit up on the gram but you ain't gon do shit
Jiggy on the beat I ain't gon lie I'm feeling like I'm brock
Yeah, my last bitch got me mad cause she got me blocked
She was tryna destroy my image that's what got her cropped
I'm a petty nigga get your shit but I'mma keep them socks
Nevermind I bought you all that shit, bitch I need it back
I don't need no love from no thot I just need a sack
Somebody call Yn Jay I need him on a track
Just because I got a nigga flow that don't mean I'm wack
They worry bout my flow but niggas know that my shit is bussin
Hating on the net that shit gay niggas so disgusting
Bow bow bow damn this beat punching
Uh oh, my momma listening I gotta stop cussing
Na I'm playing it's aight she ain't really trippin
This niggas call me dirty dan cause I'm really spittin
They only say your shit is fire cause your breath be kickin
Hey little silly rabbit tricks are for kids
Yeah, I be smoking on that loud while you be smoking mid
Niggas be blowing on that reggie thinking it's some shit
I gotta hit the hood store I'm tryna buy some sticks
Yeah I be earning all my money I don't hit no licks
Hold on, let me switch the flow up real quick, it go like
Man it's cold I need a jacket where my hoodie at
I heard my lil' cousin had a party where my goody bag
Na, you would think I'm half mad but I'm fully mad
Put him in a headlock when I see him, I'mma do him bad
Getting all this hate in my comments why ya'll doing that
If the opposition shoot at you is you shooting back
NBG nothing but greatness gotta stay true to that
Tryna stop another man's hustle ya'll be moving sad
It's a lot of money on this earth better get that cheddar
Every time I'm feeling really sad money make it better
Will your meals be separate today
No we together
Dang I ain't even got my wallet don't know how to tell her



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Writer(s): Marcus Devon
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