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[intro: nizzy løk]
no, it ain’t sh_t to chill ’cause, yeah, lil’ b_tch, you bad
no, it ain’t sh_t to chill ’cause, yeah, lil’ b_tch, you bad
lil’ b_tch, you bad
no, it ain’t sh_t to chill ’cause, yeah, lil’ b_tch, you, uh_huh
lil’ b_tch, you bad
no, it ain’t sh_t to chill ’cause, yeah, lil’ b_tch, you bad
no, it ain’t sh_t to chill ’cause, yeah, lil’ b_tch, you bad
ain’t sh_t to chill ’cause, yeah, lil’ b_tch, you bad

[chorus: nizzy løk]
no, it ain’t sh_t to chill ’cause, yeah, lil’ b_tch, you bad
i’m tryna get to the racks, i’m just tryna get this bag
why you tryna give me that face like, bae, like why you sad?
i’m finna pull in a nissan, b_tch, this ain’t no ‘cat
n_ggas, they steady hatin’, call them boys my sons
yeah, you don’t think i’ma make it, yeah, lil’ boy, you dumb
i know why they mad, i guess ’cause niz the one
a n_gga done stabbed my back, that’s why i gotta keep my gun

[verse 1: nizzy løk]
i got stabbed right in my back, that’s why i gotta keep my pistol
know a n_gga that had his pipe and he ain’t blow that whistle
but a n_gga, he try to run down, i sneeze, he need that tissue
if you talkin’ down on lo, i’ll have lil’ bro dismiss you
have lil’ cuzzy dirt him
i’m tryna hop out that srt and we gon’ white t_shirt him
i cannot f_ck with these lil’ n_ggas, yeah, that boy a gerber
i’ma tryna make it out to that place where you ain’t ever heard of
[verse 2: graffik]
she ain’t used to wanna f_ck, but now she wanna run it back, yeah
run it back, yeah, run it back, yeah
i stay in the field like a running back
i’ll give you some bills if you keep this sh_t intact, yeah
real cash
i just popped a pill, man, i think that sh_t gon’ take me off the map, yeah
god d_mn, i’m so up right now, check the stats, yeah
i’m the one they ask for, body any track, yeah

[bridge: graffik]
what the f_ck you mean that i gotta put my double cup while i’m driving?
pull up to the scene, man, them shots start flyin’, yeah, them shots start flyin’
runnin’ from police every time we hear the sirens, every time we hear the sirens
if your b_tch real bad, she mine, i get high tryna ease my mind

[outro: nizzy løk]
no, it ain’t sh_t to chill ’cause, yeah, lil’ b_tch, you bad
i’m tryna get to the racks, i’m just tryna get this bag
why you tryna give me that face like, bae, like why you sad?
i’m finna pull in a nissan, b_tch, this ain’t no ‘cat

- nizzy lok graffik

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