Niragi 2 Lyrics

When left alone man is a creature that plunders rapes kills

So shouldn't we revel in it

What's wrong with living our true selves

Pull up and hop out J E double F get guap now

Shot your shot then you got shot down

And I got a chick pregnant in the lockdown

Ran off my son better thank my cock now

Laying down tracks like a railway network

Lyrical nigga like I'm Earl Sweatshirt

Have you bobbing your head till your neck hurt

Been running this shit till my fucking legs hurt

Man my own bank tried fucking up my dough

Had ten racks that I wanted to blow

Jay what you gonna spend that on

Whole lotta hookers and blow

Crooked like a creek in the flow

Booked up like I don't need to do shows

Hooked up with a couple dealers in a drought

Bagged up weekly from Mexico

Ay shouts out to the cartel

War on drugs nigga what's a hard sell

All along the border we got open clientele

Moving this weight like a fucking barbell

And it's gassed up like it's fucking petroleum

Prices ain't right so I still stay holding them

Feds on the lookout they be patrolling them

Nigga online just straight trolling them

I get the bag sometimes I fumble it

Haters get mad like why he ain't double it

It's mine to enjoy nigga have fun with it

I'm a big tipper here's for your trouble kid

I like guns but I ain't a Republican

I like fish just like I'm a pelican

These snowflakes they be way too delicate

Dress to cold face it I be elegant

Still on point like I need a writer

Thinking outside the box when I'm inside her

All along the web like I could've been a spider

Told her I got the flame and I wouldn't light her

Shouts out Big Jay Legion of Skanks

Dab era got me going insane

Political nigga I think that I'm Dave

Need a Puerto Rican babe to visit my snake

I got a bag on the Fifth

I got a bag on the Sixth

I got a bag on the

Do I have to keep going on this

I got the ratchets staying on past this

I take the molly and flip it in acid

I take the bodies and dip them in acid

Nigga named polly wanna pop crackers

I'm at the party trying to fuck this black chick

Who's in love with this Japanese chick she smashing

Who rolls sushi right next to my campus

On Christmas I do shit like I'm Krampus

Poor little kids hiding under the mattress

I kidnap them and hold them for ransom

Shouts out to my gang you know where the cash is

Bunch of crazy niggas who don't ever pay taxes

Ayy I got my fangs out and they gonna stay out

Me and Blade at the all-night rave hangout

This shit right here you don't wanna be in

White folks saying Jay Euro-pean

I got the vision even Stevie can see it

This summer I'm too busy carpin' my DMs DMs DMs DMs DMs

No-nonsense home-sense homestead

You wouldn't know style if it knocked you up your head

I like my girls when they're fed

Get her to stop chasing my bread

Jesse Pinkman one link one call

Gusto Fring, my mix too raw

Cooking up a batch Walter White never saw

I'm a slimy-ass nigga but I call Saul

In the end

I am just alone