N*gga This, N*gga That Lyrics

So um, word around is

There's niggas that really think they fucking with me

Like niggas really think they fucking with me, no lube type shit

But yall niggas ain't fucking with the kid at all, like I might've taken a lil break

But the ni-, you know the kid is back on the mic

Let's get it

These niggas must be in the closet, cause these niggas really gay nigga

All up in my business, need to worry bout your bae nigga

Got my niggas in the cut, and I might let my niggas spray niggas

Bet niggas go ghost, till I pull up in that wraith nigga

And niggas biting my style, but they swear that they teething

If a nigga pull up on me, then I'm doing em greasy, and I'm abusing this beat, but I ain't talking bout Breezy

And I'm anti of these niggas, but it ain't giving sleazy, nigga

Waterboarding these niggas with all this drip nigga, when she draining this dick, she gon get more than a sip nigga

Swerving through lanes, and I'm just praying I don't flip nigga

And I'm always on top, no matter how the coin flip nigga

And I'm always in the front, so you know they play the back

Baby if you really love me, tat my name on your back

And the dick so good, she be always running back

Niggas really are my sons, should've left them in my sack, nigga

And I'm real ghetto but u know I'm sadditty, and you know I look good, so bitches, I got plenty

Born with a silver spoon in my mouth nigga, but I still got goons in the trap nigga

And it's B to the A to the G three times, and my wrist so cold nigga I could freeze time

And these niggas net worth, ain't nothing but three dimes

And I'm ending careers with only like three lines

Niggas couldn't match my energy off like three lines

And the weed so strong, I had to cough three times

Yeah she might be your girl but she wanna be mine

I know that they ain't catch them bars, so they need to rewind nigga

I gotta big d- both on and off the glock nigga

Tell 'em niggas that they'll never get my spot nigga

BigBaggg and I'm coming for the top nigga, how u at the top, but u do not have the drop nigga

I got the face, got the body, got the bars to match, I'm a slut so you know that all my clothes are mesh

I'm in my own lane, all these other niggas some pests, you know I had to double it, I got 2 B's on my chest

Put them chi chis up baby, and that's word to Steph

Niggas think they music tough, them niggas gotta be deaf

I'm the cockiest rapper, up out the South nigga

Niggas ain't saying nothing, like they got a cock in the mouth nigga

And it's B to the A to the G three times, and my wrist so cold nigga I could freeze time

And these niggas net worth, ain't nothing but three dimes

And I'm ending careers with only like three lines

Niggas couldn't match my energy off like three lines

And the weed so strong, I had to cough three times

Yeah she might be your girl but she wanna be mine

I know that they ain't catch them bars, so they need to rewind nigga

Niggas track my every move like I'm strapped with a tile

Claim they got talent but it couldn't fit in a vial

Step to me? (Hell no) just know shit could get vile

Just know shit could get wicked, and that's word to Susu

Call my bitch Rose, she gon cast sum voodoo

If I tell Jenna, then she gonna go cuckoo

Niggas know Baggg love to cause a scene, all my opps running back like that nigga Kareem

You know I'm all about my money, you can call me Eugene

(These niggas claim that they got talent, but is the talent in the room with us right now?)