RetcH — Nazareth

[Intro] Like Yeah, yeah Like Yeah, like Yo [Verse 1] Niggas they be throwing shade Bitches they be throwing coochie Smoking on this Black & Mild cause I'm fresh up out of loosies Still banging that Salute Me, or Just Shoot Me, Waka Flame Still in the kitchen with the dishes bumping Gucci Mane Swing my door, smoking dope, all my niggas slanging coke High as a bitch and I'm twisting again And I dick down the broad while I'm twisting her friend “How yo' ass is so fat, but your waist is so thin?” Huh, is what I ask a bitch Smoke the whole roach then I smashed the bitch Pussy in my face, yeah I'm nasty bitch And she sucking balls, yeah that's my classy bitch We on Actavis, taking naps and shit All out of bars, throw a Xanny fit Shit blows with that Tammy bitch High as fuck with my nigga SeeWax Ran out of drugs, finna cop a G pack Front me a zip and he said he need three back Gave him 250 and told him I need that Snow Beach, yeah I'm bringing the ski back You aight, but ya man, yeah he wack Smoking on some shit we be calling the knee slap Got me on the magic rocket feeling like T-Mac [Hook] Yes, I’m that nigga, I’m that fuckin’ nigga, said I’m (Like niggas don’t understand what the fuck is going on out here right now, bruh, it’s like, my nigga, I’m waking up in muth fuckin’ penthouse suites and shit with muth fuckin’ with the baddest bitch you see on muth fuckin’ Tumblr or some shit, nahmean, bitches that you don’t even think exist in real life and shit. I’m, I’m, I’m in here getting high as a muth fucka, nigga, like a nigga should, you feel me, niggas don’t even understand what’s going on, bruh, I’m feeling like Jesus from Nazareth out here and shit, nahmean, I’m on some whole other next level shit, bruh, niggas can’t touch me, I’m talking bout like Egyptian cotton and like stained glass and cathedrals and shit, nahmean?) [Verse 2] Bitches doing coke, bitches doing coke Yeah, I'm in the club and these bitches doing coke Right up on the table, yeah that shit is not a joke If the bitch act up then the bitch getting poked Nah, I ain't talking conflict Nah, baby girl I ain't with the nonsense When I say poke, I'm talking in your privates You gonna need Al Sharpton to stop the violence Yeah, I said stop the violence My little cousin sleep, better stop the hollering Shit, I don't even gotta keep you silent But he gonna tell my aunt and that bitch be wylin' Yeah, I'm a young nigga Came a long way from a drug dealer But I still what's up with the “what's up nigga” Fuck friends, I kick it with the plug nigga He be trying to talk about basketball When the homie need 5000 Adderalls And he got it dog Won't make the call if it ain't a little tiny bit of tax involved That's real shit, nah real trap, no Fugazi, these real raps Lick boyz, we steal packs Through the connect 'bout 3 racks [Hook x10] [Outro] They keep fuckin’ with me heavy, but nigga, we not even gonna try to talk about that shit my nigga, there’s some much other shit going on bruh, like bruh, I’m on some next level, holy shit bruh, it’s like I’m waking up, nigga, and I don’t even know bruh nigga I’m taking straight sips on holy water with ice, bruh, like, nigga it’s some whole crazy shit going on bruh, I’m smoking on the muthafuckin’ finest weed, I’m waking up every morning going to get myself a California cookie bag, nigga, which consists of ten grams of the most fire weed, nigga, and muthafuckin’ Rice Krispies Treat edibles, nigga, shit is crazy, I’m out here getting higher than a muthafucka, nigga, this right here, right here this is that muthafuckin’ Delinquents and Degenerates, nigga, nahmean, for all my muthfuckin’ delinquents and degenerates, nigga, all my niggas out there wilding nigga, all my niggas out there doing their muthafuckin’ thing, niggas out there trapping niggas, trying to get this muthafuckin’ money, niggas just tryin’ to make it happen and shit, nahmean, all my niggas out there fuckin’ bitches and all that, nahmean, you know what’s going on out there, free my nigga Mav, nigga, first and foremost, nigga, nahmean, shout out to all my muth fuckin’ niggas and shit, I ain’t even finish shouting niggas out, nigga, nahmean, I know who you are and shit, nahmean, we out here though, nigga, Heir Gang Fast muthafuckin’ Money, nigga, Delinquents and Degenerates, bitch, huh, nigga, yeah nigga, like, all that fly shit, you heard?


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