Nuk Flow Lyrics

Ima 90's crackstar it all started in the sticks

Ima real country nicca i need potatoes with them grits

Catch me thumbing threw bag I'm prolly wit somebody bitch

Yea I'm deep up in that water but Ian fuckin with no fish

I rather bag up all these nuggets till McDonald's serving shrimp

You can call me John Stockton cuz I'm good wit my assist

Ian never been the type to cry or pout a bitch

You the type nicca that'll give your keys to a fuckin bitch

I rather shake the pot or buss a bow cuz I'm trying rich

Had to cut em off cuz they fuccin up my brothership

Wen I get the load I'm heading home just like the mothership

I been getting sick and tired of this racist government

Took a couple losses Ian tripping we gone shake it back

Ridin from the country to the city pray I make it back

The doctors couldn't even find the bullets cuz they in the trap

Fuccin up my mood wit that crying so I sent a rack

You can try to slide all you want ain't no coming back

The way I throw the bows they said I should've tried for running back

Nigga got rickyed on his street ain't no running back

Before I leave the doctor tellem thank you and tip my hat

Bitches seem to love a young nicca wen he really trap

Ian trying to get up in the mix I'm illegally strapped

Prolly smoking with thick bitch when I'm in the trap

Gave her tht performance wen I threw a couple Addie's back

Ima 90's crackstar it all started in the sticks

Ima real country nicca i need potatoes wit them grits

Catch me thumbing threw bag I'm prolly wit somebody bitch

Yea I'm deep up in that water but Ian fucking with no fish

I rather bag up all these nuggets till McDonald's serving shrimp

You can call me John Stockton cuz I'm good wit my assist

Ian never been the type to cry or pout a bitch

You the type nicca that'll give your keys to a fuckin bitch