Nina
Whoa
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Ah, oh
Ooh, whoa
I was grippin' on my tool, I was grippin' on my Nina
Yeah, I don't really need that girl, she been actin' like a treesha
Kick her out my house, I told that girl that I don't need ya
Shawty kinda foreign, I'ma take her to Costa Rica
Yeah, yeah, I'm grippin' on my tool
That lil' boy, he is a fool
If you wanna play with us then we gone put you on the news
You ain't got no more bullets lil' boy, then I guess you screwed
Like I was a instrument, shawty blowin' me like I was a flute
Haha, haha yeah
Haha, haha yeah
Haha, haha yeah, yeah
Haha, haha
This ain't BET, I ain't comin' for no drama
Aye, yeah, I was tryna stack up my commas
We gone send him to the hospital, we send him to the doctor
Shawty tryna use me for my money, that's a no no, that's a nada
She told me she comin' from California, that lil' baby from another state
She told me, "Keep it real", that's a challenge I won't undertake
There's a time when I made five songs in a row and I ain't take no break
Aye, some of y'all rappers can do better but I ain't tryna throw no shade
She was tellin' lies on me, tryna make me look like the bad guy
He ain't think we was on his tail but we caught him on the other side
I'ma forever live my life in regret if I ever let my brothers die
It's a lotta pain on my shoulders, I done made my mother cry
If you get nervous with the stick lil' boy then I cannot just let you slide
Aye, if you tryna tell on us lil' boy then I can't let that slide
He got hit with that static, that lil' boy had got electrified
If that girl stay with me then I'ma take that girl to paradise
Yeah, she was for the gang, then I can't let that girl just switch sides
If you cooperating with the devil, I guess you were meant to die
Yeah, matter fact, scratch that, I was lookin' the devil in his eyes
When I'm talkin' with Sparkle, I just look up and stare up at the sky
Man, I'm shakin' my head, there's so many people who love me but ain't down to ride
I'm forever cherishin' my life, this could just be my last night
I ain't talkin' 'bout a plumber but I gave that lil' girl some pipe
She was takin' off just like a airplane, put her on a flight
I was grippin' on my tool, I was grippin' on my Nina
Yeah, I don't really need that girl, she been actin' like a treesha
Kick her out my house, I told that girl that I don't need ya
Shawty kinda foreign, I'ma take her to Costa Rica
Haha, haha yeah
Haha, haha yeah
Haha, haha yeah, yeah
Haha, haha
No
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Ah, oh
Ooh, whoa
I was grippin' on my tool, I was grippin' on my Nina
Yeah, I don't really need that girl, she been actin' like a treesha
Kick her out my house, I told that girl that I don't need ya
Shawty kinda foreign, I'ma take her to Costa Rica
Yeah, yeah, I'm grippin' on my tool
That lil' boy, he is a fool
If you wanna play with us then we gone put you on the news
You ain't got no more bullets lil' boy, then I guess you screwed
Like I was a instrument, shawty blowin' me like I was a flute
Haha, haha yeah
Haha, haha yeah
Haha, haha yeah, yeah
Haha, haha
This ain't BET, I ain't comin' for no drama
Aye, yeah, I was tryna stack up my commas
We gone send him to the hospital, we send him to the doctor
Shawty tryna use me for my money, that's a no no, that's a nada
She told me she comin' from California, that lil' baby from another state
She told me, "Keep it real", that's a challenge I won't undertake
There's a time when I made five songs in a row and I ain't take no break
Aye, some of y'all rappers can do better but I ain't tryna throw no shade
She was tellin' lies on me, tryna make me look like the bad guy
He ain't think we was on his tail but we caught him on the other side
I'ma forever live my life in regret if I ever let my brothers die
It's a lotta pain on my shoulders, I done made my mother cry
If you get nervous with the stick lil' boy then I cannot just let you slide
Aye, if you tryna tell on us lil' boy then I can't let that slide
He got hit with that static, that lil' boy had got electrified
If that girl stay with me then I'ma take that girl to paradise
Yeah, she was for the gang, then I can't let that girl just switch sides
If you cooperating with the devil, I guess you were meant to die
Yeah, matter fact, scratch that, I was lookin' the devil in his eyes
When I'm talkin' with Sparkle, I just look up and stare up at the sky
Man, I'm shakin' my head, there's so many people who love me but ain't down to ride
I'm forever cherishin' my life, this could just be my last night
I ain't talkin' 'bout a plumber but I gave that lil' girl some pipe
She was takin' off just like a airplane, put her on a flight
I was grippin' on my tool, I was grippin' on my Nina
Yeah, I don't really need that girl, she been actin' like a treesha
Kick her out my house, I told that girl that I don't need ya
Shawty kinda foreign, I'ma take her to Costa Rica
Haha, haha yeah
Haha, haha yeah
Haha, haha yeah, yeah
Haha, haha
No
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Writer(s): Treyvis T'mon Evans
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