Letra de NawFR - Nefew

Why this beat so complex

Pour me a 4, can’t drank no zip, I don’t punk sip nigga imma pour it up muddy

I hit the block with a big ass revolver

Duct tape for the grip yeah that motherfucker ugly

In a scat pack nigga used to drive buggy’s

Nigga block life outlaw, 2Pac thuggin

Knife on the stick fuck around get poked nigga say he want smoke why the nigga keep ducking

NawFR

My diamonds they chill, I just hitchhike on beats cause they know I be walking

Bad lil shit, she curved my game, so I fucked on her friend cause I know they be talking

Yeah bitch

I’m having these racks, pop a perk to relax, drive the jeep like a cat

Still in the hood, Can’t go Hollywood, I might pull up on the block and sell me a sack

NawFR

Since I came out that field, I was all the way deep trying to catch me a pick

Be feeling like Hank, I’m King of the Hill

We was selling them falcons but ducking them Vicks

NawFR

Don’t fuck with these niggas, I feel like a dike but my strap be real

Pull up with that judge, I sold him a bag, he say he was short 42 grams like Dugg

NawFR

*Claps 4xs*

Nigga that’s how it sounds when I’m hitting that stick

NawFR

*Pblrdddd*

That’s how it’s gone sound when I flip on that switch

NawFR

Might chip through a brick

Spent more on these shoes than spent I my fit

Yeah I rap with my stick, hit a lick

This what it sound like nigga when you just made a hit

Pour me a 4, can’t drank no zip, I don’t punk sip nigga imma pour it up muddy

I hit the block with a big ass revolver

Duct tape for the grip yeah that motherfucker ugly

In a scat pack nigga used to drive buggy’s

Nigga block life outlaw, 2Pac thuggin

Knife on the stick fuck around get poked nigga say he want smoke why the nigga keep ducking

NawFR

My diamonds they chill, I just hitchhike on beats cause they know I be walking

Bad lil shit, she curved my game, so I fucked on her friend cause I know they be talking

Yeah bitch

I’m having the racks, pop a perk to relax, drive the jeep like a cat

Still in the hood, Can’t go Hollywood, I might pull up on the block and sell me a sack

NawFR

Used to trap on the block with a 1.5 like I’m from the 6

NawFR

When I signed me a deal, when I came off that block still had dirt on my stick

Yeah bitch

I’m serving these bows, got me feeling like baby, 4 pockets they full

I’m from the street, but still keep it neat, rocking white tees, temp nappy like wool

Call lil bro we can do it in the jeep

Draco hanging out the AMG

Baguettes in the chain and the AP

BLR signed to a OG

Had that PNB Rock on the front street

Niggas know that I’m street like the concrete

Nigga thought I was riding with Durk them, 300 blackout on the front seat

NawFR

Pour me a 4, can’t drank no zip, I don’t punk sip nigga imma pour it up muddy

I hit the block with a big ass revolver

Duct tape for the grip yeah that motherfucker ugly

In a scat pack nigga used to drive buggy’s

Nigga block life outlaw, 2Pac thuggin

Knife on the stick fuck around get poked nigga say he want smoke why the nigga keep ducking

NawFR

My diamonds they chill, I just hitchhike on beats cause they know I be walking

Bad lil shit, she curved my game, so I fucked on her friend cause I know they be talking

Yeah bitch

I’m having the racks, pop a perk to relax, drive the jeep like a cat

Still in the hood, Can’t go Hollywood, I might pull up on the block and sell me a sack

NawFR

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