Nerf Lyrics

You ain't learning

Up in the trap with the chopsticks out my body, run up this heat 'gon burn 'em

Eugh

This lil uzi vert 'em

This lil uzi vert 'em

Pop my shit bitch I'm 'bout to surf

And I ready up like I'm 'bout to nerf

Don't cross that line, don't touch that turf

My niggas'll die to put you on a shirt

I don't pose when I take a picture, what it's worth?

When we smoke with my bitches keep 'em down to earth

Yeah I got hella riches but this shit a curse

Down bad nigga tryna get a verse

If he keep talking down he 'gon end in the dirt

If I catch 'em again, bitch I'm flipping the bird

Said my team like the Titans we came with a purpose

(Yeah) My money be certain

Said who want the smoke, lil bitch I be Purge'n

Double the cup how the first one not working?

Got the red in my cup lil bitch I think I'm turning

She must think it's Fortnite like how the fuck you keep on slurping

And she must not be thinking because she be giving me all of the brain

Straight out of Arkham Asylum she going insane

I'm 'bout to fuck up the game

I got a plug and he stuck in the 90s screaming NWA

And my niggas don't play no games

I'm in this big body bitch wit a K

Get smoked like a roach bitch Ima spray

You ain't learning

Up in the trap with the chopsticks out my body, run up this heat 'gon burn 'em

Eugh

This lil uzi vert 'em

This lil uzi vert 'em

Pop my shit bitch I'm 'bout to surf

And I ready up like I'm 'bout to nerf

No I cannot give none of these niggas chances

I laugh to the bank got yo bitch in the Mansion

Bitch I work at Chik-fil-a, got so much fucking chicken

Hoe, I'm not buying no Birkins thought you was independent

And I just got extended clips so try me bitch I'm tempted

WWE bitch I'm over the limit

Put the Smackdown on 'em I feel like I'm Christian

Hit the Killswitch on 'em, my pockets encrypted

(Yeah) I was a bad kid, no I cannot wait

They be like "$in$ity you gotta eat", bitch I been holding my weight

All that sneak dissing lil nigga you pussy, come and tell me to my face

Bitch I'm not online I'm assigned to get the money and pray

(Aye) These bitches basic they just wanna be on my stick on my body, okay

Like, have a wonderful day

I just met this little baddie and she from the Bay

And she had a wonderful shape

And she getting freaky wit me, I'm talking 50 shades

The only problem is that she wanna stay

Bitch I'm married to my Glock and I wanna mate

You ain't learning

Up in the trap with the chopsticks out my body, run up this heat 'gon burn 'em

Eugh

This lil uzi vert 'em

This lil uzi vert 'em

Pop my shit bitch I'm 'bout to surf

And I ready up like I'm 'bout to nerf