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Yeah
Niggas be funny to me
Them niggas be saying they gon' make it and shit but like
Is you really working to do that?
'Cause I know I am nigga
(But the real Nimbus was already here haha!)
Come out that trap nigga
He tried to hit that lick on me
He didn't know I was coming back nigga
He tried to give me a little and make me happy give me that sack nigga!
He tried to grab that gat but I'm on that clutch
I'm on that ass nigga
And I'm on that gas nigga
All black fit with a mask nigga
Broke ass nigga ain't stepping on shit
That nigga ain't stepping on no figures
And he ain't go no hittas
I see the money gotta go nigga
I'm so close to this shit, no GPS it's right down the road twin
Punch in punch out nigga I never needed no pen
I got three lil' model bitches with swag sippin' on that hen
I'ma just go get some buckets
Brand new blick and I told her touch
They said she so bad nigga why didn't you cuff
I told 'em I didn't even fuck it
Cause I'm different nigga
He tried to sell that sack and keep that money
Give me that pension nigga
He said that was his hoe and she don't fuck with me
Then why she listen nigga?
I just stay with that stick and stay with a pole I feel like a stripper nigga
Come out that trap nigga
He tried to hit that lick on me
He didn't know I was coming back nigga
He tried to give me a little and make me happy give me that sack nigga!
He tried to grab his gat but I'm on that clutch
I'm on that ass nigga
Niggas be funny to me
Them niggas be saying they gon' make it and shit but like
Is you really working to do that?
'Cause I know I am nigga
(But the real Nimbus was already here haha!)
Come out that trap nigga
He tried to hit that lick on me
He didn't know I was coming back nigga
He tried to give me a little and make me happy give me that sack nigga!
He tried to grab that gat but I'm on that clutch
I'm on that ass nigga
And I'm on that gas nigga
All black fit with a mask nigga
Broke ass nigga ain't stepping on shit
That nigga ain't stepping on no figures
And he ain't go no hittas
I see the money gotta go nigga
I'm so close to this shit, no GPS it's right down the road twin
Punch in punch out nigga I never needed no pen
I got three lil' model bitches with swag sippin' on that hen
I'ma just go get some buckets
Brand new blick and I told her touch
They said she so bad nigga why didn't you cuff
I told 'em I didn't even fuck it
Cause I'm different nigga
He tried to sell that sack and keep that money
Give me that pension nigga
He said that was his hoe and she don't fuck with me
Then why she listen nigga?
I just stay with that stick and stay with a pole I feel like a stripper nigga
Come out that trap nigga
He tried to hit that lick on me
He didn't know I was coming back nigga
He tried to give me a little and make me happy give me that sack nigga!
He tried to grab his gat but I'm on that clutch
I'm on that ass nigga
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