Nobu Lyrics

Took a foreign bitch to Nobu, but she ain’t order no food

She stay in Atlanta, so she ain’t got no manners

When she fuck me with the lights on, she lemme keep my Nikes on

If you wanna turn the lights off, bitch lemme take my Nikes off

Took a foreign bitch to Nobu, but she ain’t order no food

So I brought her to Houston, the Rockets got shooters

She wanna be the wifey, but she ain’t gotta visa

Tell her you can stay the night, baby girl I can't keep ya

From the dirty, so I’m sippin dirty

Started popping now, now they want my jersey

See a lil dip, I shoot my shot it’s a birdie

We fucked on Friday, but we met on Thursday

She say I’m the one but I say it’s too early

These niggas popping off, I pop back

With the Mozeltoff got it cocked back

Might catch me laughing but I’m never lacking

I call the shots bitch I’m the captain

I am a legend

Respect me like I am a reverend

I got the holy flow

I’m goin to heaven

I don’t fall back when it’s beef

My ops vegetarian they can’t eat the beef

You from the burbs, you not from streets

Don’t be fronting on me like you packing the heat

I can see in they face

All these niggas they hate

Cuz I’m making moves

And they all outta state

Who’s that nigga in the back tho

Who’s that nigga with the strap tho

Who that coming in the back doe

Who’s that who's that nigga with the strap tho

Hopped on the beat and I murdered it

Flow cocaine raw, I’m serving it

I walk into Gucci, I splurge in it

Pull off in the whip and I swerve in it

Took a foreign bitch to Nobu, but she ain’t order no food

She stay in Atlanta, so she ain’t got no manners

When she fuck me with the lights on, she lemme keep my Nikes on

If you wanna turn the lights off, bitch lemme take my Nikes off

Took a foreign bitch to Nobu, but she ain’t order no food

So I brought her to Houston, the Rockets got shooters

She wanna be the wifey, but she ain’t gotta visa

Tell her you can stay the night, baby girl I can't keep ya

Twin pipes, turbo

Mass appeal, universal

Good gas, herbal

Flow hot, thermal

This shit is too easy

I could rap backwards

Like Z, Y, I got the X factor

I got all the things I been chasing after

Money, cars, clothes what else I need

Got a new whip, came with the speed

I don’t try to flex, I do this with ease

I barely say please

They get on they knees

Cause I got juice

You need a squeeze

I don’t say cheese

With all these cameras they flashing on me

White girls want my kids now

They all Kardashian on me

It's people kissing ass up on me

And the haters talking trash upon me

Just back up off me

Nigga back the fuck up off me

Oooohhhh la la, la la

Somebody say they coming for my squad

Oohhhhh la la, la la

We’ll be here forever at the top

Took a foreign bitch to Nobu, but she ain’t order no food

She stay in Atlanta, so she ain’t got no manners

When she fuck me with the lights on, she lemme keep my Nikes on

If you wanna turn the lights off, bitch lemme take my Nikes off

Took a foreign bitch to Nobu, but she ain’t order no food

So I brought her to Houston, the Rockets got shooters

She wanna be the wifey, but she ain’t gotta visa

Tell her you can stay the night, baby girl I can't keep ya