N.B.S. - Til the World Ends lyrics

rate me

You come amongst the generals

Copping grenades and cop material

…dunking these hollows in you

The last arts…I leave you dead in the casket

And cop the bread out the basket

My homies carry the ratchet, I swear to God…

Stay twisted like helicopter propellers

On that loud pack, homie could give a fuck …and learn something

Before you …NBS on the frontline…

You work around the clock till the surf’s up

I bought mine so my OG told me to give it

So I post it on the back of my pockets with four digits

Stay up like shooting those four midgets

If it’s beef, I promise you anybody can get it

We living fast till the world ends

Ma, you shouldn’t have to ask, bring your girlfriends

Twisting up this grass like a whirlwind

Copping all these cash till the world ends

Sipping on this flash till the world ends

You sleeping but we creeping with your girlfriends

Lean and twist it up like a whirlwind

NBS rep shit till the world ends

I’m never last place in this cash race

It’s fast pace, I get a strange feeling when I pass Jayz

My dudes masked face, hammers with the blunt tape

My grass case got me into court feeling half baked

Sour these in the cigarello with the harsh taste

Cigarette boosting my high until I’m passed base

Guap loving but think it’s my cousin chop onions over

For cheaper and had the bad bargain

…and start flushing…so I keep a few chicks…

Watch the guards watching, they try to interfere

The end is here, I bring heat ‘cause the winners here

But I ain’t finished here until I’m in the clear

Try to stop my grind, take a visit to intensive care

We living fast till the world ends

Ma, you shouldn’t have to ask, bring your girlfriends

Twisting up this grass like a whirlwind

Copping all these cash till the world ends

Sipping on this flash till the world ends

You sleeping but we creeping with your girlfriends

Lean and twist it up like a whirlwind

NBS rep shit till the world ends

Till the world end…finally end up with my niggas to get some pearls in

…hot dick, bubble gum ass, rappers get murdered…

Until you mental prefer them, them hard.... ‘cause y’all live it

Painting hoes in broad slippers, ménage bitches that…

I position finish, I position end this, ETC etera, we just stay cleverer

Spit better, bro, in the mouse trap tryna get the cheddar up

Toss the …and they’ll never get enough, rush the stage

Bust mics till we get in the dust

We living fast till the world ends

Ma, you shouldn’t have to ask, bring your girlfriends

Twisting up this grass like a whirlwind

Copping all these cash till the world ends

Sipping on this flash till the world ends

You sleeping but we creeping with your girlfriends

Lean and twist it up like a whirlwind

NBS rep shit till the world ends