Nerve
Niggas keep suckin' Sweepers dick, man
(MC, make another hit)
Sweepers this, Sweepers that
You on Sweepers dick, man
(Project-Project X)
And that ain't the only thing, you sound like them
And then they start sound like (Ayo, Eli, what the fuck?)
Ha-ha-ha
I been puttin' in work, 40 not jammin', I bet that it work
Bro said he got it, like (MC, make another hit)
Bro said he got a new nigga on first
Put the V up in park, after I throw, boy, you better not swerve
Do-Don't gotta say what you got
Dot on his face, I'm tryna hit a nerve
I can't get lined by no thot
Thot try to line me, that shit be the worst
Wonder why I threw a shot, like
He tried to reach for it first
On the opps, niggas know we got history
12 watching, can't let them get to me
Big G2, takin' over like
Big G2, takin' over like Hillary
Lil' opp thot, she is not feelin' me
I watched Nazzy turn into a memory
He tried to push up on me, is you kiddin' me? (Glah, Glah)
I get active, I don't do the bench
Baby bro tryna spin, he legit
I know an opp who was runnin' like Rick
Don't try to push up on me and get hit
On the opps with the-, we on 5th
Brodie up knock, he ootin' like he Wick
Like, spinnin' and spinnin' again
Why don't I see nobody on that shit? (C'mere)
Why I don't see nobody?
Like, bro put the dot on the side of the shotti
He try to run, put the beam on his back
Ain't no gettin' that far when I'm bendin' with Nazzy
Like, he tryna what?
He was scared when I ran into Gotti
This nigga dolo, think I got my gun
Like, I bet he gon' notice the G when I cock it
Like, he better stop it
Brodie, he oot' like he play for the rockets
I ran down, he tried to cop it
I'ma keep flickin', I'ma get on timin'
Bro I'm comin', he on live
I'm 'bout to pull up, and throw till he die
Like, he cannot run, I'm throwin' five
Can't mention that boy, he got sent to the sky
I know they wishin' that he was alive
(I know they wishin' that he was alive)
I been puttin' in work, 40 not jammin', I bet that it work
Bro said he got it, like (MC, make another hit)
Bro said he got a new nigga on first
Put the V up in park, after I throw, boy, you better not swerve
Do-Don't gotta say what you got
Dot on his face, I'm tryna hit a nerve
I can't get lined by no thot
Thot try to line me, that shit be the worst
Wonder why I threw a shot, like
He tried to reach for it first
(MC, make another hit)
Sweepers this, Sweepers that
You on Sweepers dick, man
(Project-Project X)
And that ain't the only thing, you sound like them
And then they start sound like (Ayo, Eli, what the fuck?)
Ha-ha-ha
I been puttin' in work, 40 not jammin', I bet that it work
Bro said he got it, like (MC, make another hit)
Bro said he got a new nigga on first
Put the V up in park, after I throw, boy, you better not swerve
Do-Don't gotta say what you got
Dot on his face, I'm tryna hit a nerve
I can't get lined by no thot
Thot try to line me, that shit be the worst
Wonder why I threw a shot, like
He tried to reach for it first
On the opps, niggas know we got history
12 watching, can't let them get to me
Big G2, takin' over like
Big G2, takin' over like Hillary
Lil' opp thot, she is not feelin' me
I watched Nazzy turn into a memory
He tried to push up on me, is you kiddin' me? (Glah, Glah)
I get active, I don't do the bench
Baby bro tryna spin, he legit
I know an opp who was runnin' like Rick
Don't try to push up on me and get hit
On the opps with the-, we on 5th
Brodie up knock, he ootin' like he Wick
Like, spinnin' and spinnin' again
Why don't I see nobody on that shit? (C'mere)
Why I don't see nobody?
Like, bro put the dot on the side of the shotti
He try to run, put the beam on his back
Ain't no gettin' that far when I'm bendin' with Nazzy
Like, he tryna what?
He was scared when I ran into Gotti
This nigga dolo, think I got my gun
Like, I bet he gon' notice the G when I cock it
Like, he better stop it
Brodie, he oot' like he play for the rockets
I ran down, he tried to cop it
I'ma keep flickin', I'ma get on timin'
Bro I'm comin', he on live
I'm 'bout to pull up, and throw till he die
Like, he cannot run, I'm throwin' five
Can't mention that boy, he got sent to the sky
I know they wishin' that he was alive
(I know they wishin' that he was alive)
I been puttin' in work, 40 not jammin', I bet that it work
Bro said he got it, like (MC, make another hit)
Bro said he got a new nigga on first
Put the V up in park, after I throw, boy, you better not swerve
Do-Don't gotta say what you got
Dot on his face, I'm tryna hit a nerve
I can't get lined by no thot
Thot try to line me, that shit be the worst
Wonder why I threw a shot, like
He tried to reach for it first
Credits
Writer(s): Elias Cash Reitzfeld, Mohamed Camara, Shadon Burnell, Jaquan Johnson, Lorenzo Veropalumbo, Nyshawn Dawson
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