Nina

(Flarez Official)
(VVS Melody)

Feeling pissed, going on a glide
Someone's dead, yeah, someone's dead tonight
Pour a four, yeah, it's only right
Free my niggas, yeah, they up inside
Yeah, it's by my side
Pocket rocket, yeah, it's by my side
Yeah, it's by my side
Pocket rocket, yeah, it's by my side

And we was trapping on a rainy day
And bro's gon' try and say that it will fade away
Any estate, do it broad-day, do it on the mains
I got love for all my people
Got racks on racks for my people
This bisshead moving so evil
Injecting himself with needles

Never lackin' on the pavement
Adrenaline rush, it's amazing, amazing
Chasing these bags, got bro cheefin'
Lacaag, I'm earnin'
Only right that I step with a nina
Be wary of people
Gotta be wary of your own people

I was close to the money
I was close to Bacardi
Shawty try fuck with a mali
Told us like shawty
You could slide with a friend, leanin', I'm sippin' walahi
Packing from Heathrow
Keep callin' asking me, "When is the reload?"
20 ages though
I was up in a T baking raab for a fiend

They can't relate, jump out the Wraith
Sipping codeine and I'm barely awake
My younger move magic, yeah, he going insane
Catch a opp, do the dash while he moving, Usain

Up in the streets, slaggin' this heat
Moving on terrain, I'm moving low-key
They can't fuck with the gang, they can't fuck with LC
Fuck with the gang, they can't fuck with LC

Feeling pissed, going on a glide
Someone's dead, yeah, someone's dead tonight
Pour a four, yeah, it's only right
Free my niggas, yeah, they up inside
Yeah, it's by my side
Pocket rocket, yeah, it's by my side
Yeah, it's by my side
Pocket rocket, yeah, it's by my side

Shooting these shots like a fade away, a fade away
Baddie she dressed up in lingerie
Heart done broken decay, I pray
Beefing no reason, hablah steady heated
One shot in your chest, take your heart away
Sipping tacine and my brodie a preacher
I might fuck it all out, learn it the harder way

Who's got beef with the team?
Amiris, they figure Palm Angels the team
My broski slide through with a bottle of lean
And we sipping it up to the morning can't sleep
Pour a four in the strip, just vibin'
Can't trust 'cause these niggas steady lying
It was me and silver just grinding
Lacaag, we lost made it back, now we're shining

All them lean that's going up on the Mway
Take a battle and they hate and they envy
Man they oppers, they really wanna tempt me
And the coppers, they wanna arrest me
Oh-oh-oh, came to the block and it's kicking
Oh-oh-oh, Cali back to the vacation

Taking these meds, I'm in love with my TECs
And my younger, he's coming for you
Nigga don't trip but your heartbreak will skip
When he held out the habad for you
Walahi, he lurking around every day for a opp boy, no, he got confused
Aim up the stick and just go take the piss on these niggas, go make them a fool

Feeling pissed, going on a glide
Someone's dead, yeah, someone's dead tonight
Pour a four, yeah, it's only right
Free my niggas, yeah, they up inside
Yeah, it's by my side
Pocket rocket, yeah, it's by my side
Yeah, it's by my side
Pocket rocket, yeah, it's by my side



Credits
Writer(s): Abdulkadir Farah, Ahmed Furmoli, Florian Thi Nguyen Van, Milo Vlessing
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