Nun Else ft. Lil BEENTRILL Lyrics

The National Weather Service has opted to issue a blizzard warning

I am the king

Niggas wasn't checkin' for me, now they need some help

I've been focused on the bag, nigga nothing else

I ain't fold, I just played the cards that I was dealt

He keep sayin' he a hood trophy, put him on the shelf

Niggas got me sick, niggas got me weak

I don't need a single soul, only hunnids what I need

Fell asleep off that drank, dreamt about a hunnid G's

But I really need a mill cause a nigga tryna feast

I'm blowin' big bags, nigga blowin' big gas

Why he on my phone steady askin' where his bitch at?

You can't get your lick back, I been high off get back

Nigga think he tough don't let these bullets hit your six pack

Yea nigga

Bro who blowin up my phone? I'm in that (trap trap whippin)

Bro who knockin' at the door? I'm on that (uhh uhh)

I can't be without no dough, matter of fact

Where that drank? I can't be without no po' nigga

Uh

Ran off on the plug, I took a dub and then I cut

We got all tens, hit the club we goin' up

I ain't seen a nigga that can do it like I does

Tryna run a play, I'm the Capt i'm gettin dubs

A nigga get to bussin, drumroll leave a nigga hit I call it repercussion

Yeah we play with birds, got the trap house jumpin'

Drop a ticket on his head, get copped by his cousin

Cash, nigga, yeah, I need that cash

We be at your door, knock, knock, ain't no dash

Hunnid bands, in the whip, I hope I don't crash

I like my money fast how i'm livin' like the Flash

Fast, nigga, yeah, yeah, I need it fast

I ain't gon' ball hog alley-oop it straight to Capt

You ain't seen nothin' if you see us at the trap

Tryna hit a lick, well I hope you brought a strap

Big bags, big dough , I need money why

Designer straight from Paris, I be lookin' hella fly

He got little guns, I got autos if they try

Acting high and mighty now that opp up in the sky

Hell hounds and hell cats, like who woulda thought

AR's with a vest you might think we the swat

I ain't fishin' with this pole, but an opp who I caught

Ten bands off that drill uhh still feelin' hot

It don't matter everything I do, do it for a reason

23 on my feet, I be ballin' every season

Big chop hella kick, makes me look like I'm seizing

Mix that purp with that fent, you can see the cohesion

If you talkin' money, let me see, show me where that dough

I got raw, yeah, that bella white bitch, lot of snow

If you finna po' me, yea that po' po' a four

If I finish one cup, fill a second, I need more (I need more)