nintendo Lyrics

I took a L one time it won't happen again though

I won't ever switch up on the gang, I don't play Nintendo

Bitches fightin' over wave, tryna be number one contender

It was hella nights when I ain't had no Yeah, hold up, look,

Hella nights when I ain't had no heat in the winter

Hella nights, I was broke all alone, feelin' bitter

She swallowed every drop and told me boy, I ain't no quitter

Smokin' honey berry, but that KD in it apple fritter

Yeah, they know I'm the man

A nigga hot, I'm finna blow just like a fan

AC/DC, how I walkin' with them bands

Walk in seven on me, they think I'm that boy Durant

It's exotic, I just got it, you can tell just by the brand

Trenchwork, that's my man, we stickin' to the plan

I'm smokin' on some sticky, made a nigga do his dance

And no I'm not a plug, but I can

And no I'm not a plug but you can get a couple grams

She just threw it back on cam, we bout to start the only fans

I treat her like a leg, I slap out and then I ran

Official Man, the brand, I got it all over my pants

Told her, call me Big Wave, Lil Tsunami

She call me papi, got a hand all in the Tommy's

I'm talkin' to lil shawty like so what you heard about me

She said, you the flyest and it ain't no doubt about it

This shit right here exotic, boy, I only smoke the loudest

Gotta see an M and get my mom and bro up out this

That struggle like the jungle, boy, there ain't no way around it

It don't matter if you high or if you low, just stay grounded

Oh, yeah, but me, I be high like the mountains

Hella fly, I got drip like a fountain

Undercover with your bitch and now I'm drownin

Always gotta have the TV on when I'm with her, cuz this bitch she the loudest

Yeah, lil' bitch, I'm that nigga, that shit somethin' you should know

Every time I play my song, they be like, oh, he bout to blow

We four deep up in the V, I see green lights, we on go

Hella drip, I switch the fits like I switch my flow

I'm finna up it, press him, treat that boy like a remote

He just talk about that action, he ain't tough, he Michael Cole

I got a raw cone full of slow roll, this that dope

This is not no Reggie Miller, but this shit might make you choke

And I'm quick to throw a dime to my bro, CP3

I surf on every beat, I don't even like the beach, yeah

I don't go to church, but I can, yeah, I don't go to church but when I flow, they be like, preach

I don't go to class, but I got shit that I can teach

Facts, you can't fly me? Nah, you can't reach me

Bitch, you can't reach me