number (n)ine Lyrics

NAH NAH NAH NAH

Cause fuck whatever they fucking talking bout

THIS B4T

Designer smoke

Designer leaf

So don't say you can handle me bruh

Cause I swear to fucking God if

This what it came down to

You not finna fucking handle me

Yea I seen it

Heartbroken sleeping in the projects

This is Mighost no Takeoff no Offset

Days where I was upset

Wondering yea what's next?

Number Nine my noggin put that lil shit to rest

I just put yea on the Raf

Vetements yea up on the tag

I paid $500 just for that

And my soda ain't on flat

Bought a pint cause I was sad

If you hating I'm finna laugh

We got lines like this a graph

Boy you teen like this Degrassi

What I is you isn't half

Soda bubbles, Chema-clash

Just ranked up yea lil hoe bitch i need a badge

So swagged up could teach a class

I slept out the duffle bag

Now I wake up yea lil hoe and I smell like cash

She gave neck like a giraffe

She said I can come and splash

Grab her tits and grab her ass

Like Hulk yea yea I'm finna smash

She so wet I'm finna spazz

Make me wanna go and spazz

This one night I'm gon make it last

She the kit yea to my kat

She got tats all on her back

So inked up like this Ink Master

She like me yea and she pulled up in all black

Made her cum gave her a stack

I gave her a band for laugh

Power yea up in my hands I'm really gon make it last

Let's go shopping let's go buy some clothes

I know she want some more

Yea she wanting more

Wetter than a water hose

Designer bae yea bitch head to toe

Pulling on her braids and I'm finna grab her throat

Yea she scream my name and that's fasho

Fuck the gossip and yea just no remorse

I don't care about what they say about me anymore

Steal my sauce, how you like to taste my flow?

But I'm gonna float I am The Original (I don't fuck wit clones)

Copying the way I promo

Don't think that I don't see

It's just yea B4T

Yea shoutout to my boy Dee and my boy yea Redrum

Shoutout to BBG (Bigbabygucci)

And to people listening yea and who believe

Yea know that we on a streak

Fuck the numbers Fuck the streams

Got secrets I needa release

Spitting pain can you keep up with me?

Yea can you keep up with me?

I don't think so

I don't think so

I don't think so

Better not blink hoe

Just might lose yo

Fucking top gone

All done