
Nick Bosa Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Bitch, I'm on go, I don't stop at red lights
If the bread right, Rambo there every night
If the head right ah, I said If the head right,
Rambo there every night
You said you gon' do what, nigga yeah right
The plug to the pack and , I caught it, like Jerry
Rice
In the trap gettin' cheese, but I don't fuck with mice
He ain't wanna pay me what he owe me,
He paid with his life
Caught his ass lacking in traffic , like Harold at
The light
I snatched him out his whip, and then snatched his Life
I ain't satisfied, I'm bout to spark up the
candlelight
Pop a nigga, open up his top like a can of
Sprite
Bout to leave his top open like a sunroof
Nigga, fuck your dead ah, I said
Fuck your dead homies, yeah I said that what you
Gon' do
Niggas ain't gon' do shit, cause they some hoes too
Bitch, I got that sack like Nick Bosa
Gettin to them racks, get in the way, get put
On a poster
She ride the dick like a rollercoaster
Bitch started catch feelin', so I had to ghost her
I catch plays and I catch bodies, ayy
My wrist in the pot and it's doin' the Ricky
Bobby I just sold a nigga some meth,
He thought he was gettin' molly
This nigga goin' in and out, he finna die probably
You on the sideline, I'm on the field makin plays These ain't no Ray-Bans, bitch, these Dolce's, ayy I'm tryna put a nigga in his grave
This nigga watchin' my pockets, flag on a play
Bitch, I don't follow rules, I'm a renegade
I ain't gon cap, back in the day, I couldn't have been A slave
This nigga tried to pull my card and pull the biggest Spade
Niggas tried to press me on the yard,
I whipped out biggest blade
Tarot card readings said my future consists of
Me gettin' paid
Bitch, I bleed concrete, your heart pump lemonade
I ain't talkin' shoes, but, bitch, I got all the J's
I could push a button and, bitch, its bomb's away
Creative nigga, Ill put a bomb on a drone
Find out where you livin', drop that bitch on your Home
I don't know how to fly drones, the only thing Wrong
I just gotta push five on my flip phone
Boom, bitch
Rambo, ayy
700 shit, nigga
Ayy, turn me up