NAHFASHITSHO Lyrics

Nahfashitsho

You niggas 12, Carl Winslow (cop)

Bad bitches wanna fuck the kid on tempo

God know my heart, so i ain't tripping be sinful

My bitch mexican, her pussy taste like Juimex

H-Town nigga I flex from Alief to Airtex

P Baby keep a drac like Josh Peck

I need my money now i do not accept rain checks

I can't rap about drugs cause my friends really addicts (nope)

Lying in yo raps make you ass, democratic

The opps know my jumper, if I shoot its automatic (baow)

My choppa sing, hitting notes, making classics

Bad bitches, wanna fuck the kid in a waffle house

I had to cut some niggas off because there was no growth around

Early bird gets worm, why you sleeping sweet and sound

If I shoot my shot there ain't no reaching for a rebound (cash)

Damn, I get started ain't no turning back

My legs work, you can be fake, turn your back

Me and bro was hungry, up on TOA sharing snacks

2 honey buns, 1 Arizona tea to be exact

Its still creamy chicken noodles (still)

I still put some hot sauce and Tony's while it sizzle(still)

Still w my bros like Malcolm in the Middle

Me and gang inside yo hoe, the driver Ms. Frizzle

Let it ride

She saw the waves, bitch thought she was at Splashtown

Told the bank I'm not scamming that's how much I'm taking out (tf)

You was on my dick, why you claiming you a opp now?

Every time you speak I only hear cop sounds?

Signed a bitch to a 10 day, she ain't get another one

Imma only child, you been a bitch thats on my mother son

Nero split the defense cause the opps was trynna double up

I been in first place, you can't even get yo runner up

RKO the bitch, got the neck from outta no where

Had to cut her off she had yayo in her nose hair

Every time you rapping niggas hitting you cold stares

Don't let the crocs fool, i keep a check like Nike air

Let it ride

The same niggas sleeping on me, sleeping on the moms couch

You rapping gangsta cause you don't know what to talk about

I only hang w twin and nem cause twin know how to tell the truth

Just because you on my dick, don't mean I fuck w you

You knew me in 2016, its 2022

You on the same bullshit, I can't relate to you

You always chilling on the block, you homeless tell the truth

You need to go get a job, that broke shit not cute

Sweat don't break me, bitch I break a sweat

You come around I might slap you out of reflex

My choppa bi-sexual, bullets unisex

I'm on her mind like money and on her lip like cigarettes