Nickelus F

Nickelus F - My Third Cuzzin lyrics

rate me

I’m locked, I’m cold, this pain is all that I know

I just lost everything I love

Know I’m broke, my heart’s on cold

Yeah, I smoke weed, I drink liquor

Pop pill cause it make me feel good

We talk and talk right the soul my soul

And motherfucker make sure that my deal good

Sacrifice, sacrifice, bitch ass nigga go and grab a knife

Stab youe wife, hoe you rats are gambling nigga, grab the dice

Fuck you boy, fuck you bitch

Hearing all that subliminal shit

Swear bout hoe we can get in some shit

Fuck you up and the nigga you with

Can you hear me, can you see me,

I’ve been calling it’s the weegy

I send curses to my haters,

Middle finger to the fb

They say they wanted, but the more don’t wanna see me

I’m the shadow that came out your wall,

I came to leave you jb

Nyck, fu, yes you

Hold on home, let me smoke my fruit

Turn your ass to a vegetable

I’m killin, I kill the shit

They know the name and the word buzzin

And I’m storting lies and I’m ...

When they jaw’s missing, my third cuzzin

We ran up on the stakes, just came off the block

These niggas that I’m with, spending hela gwap

These bitches that we with, won’t drop it till it’s stop

They know I be that nigga, so the party people shout

Sweet p be that nigga, sweet p be that nigga

Sweet p be that nigga, sweet p be that nigga

Sweet p be that nigga, sweet p be that nigga

Sweet p be that nigga, sweet p be that nigga

Hey, watch your mouth or get it broke

Jaw stop that car malone

Get that close that it’s a hoe

We go hard on em, break hard, sleep stars on them

They curse us to hell, they call god on them

The cops on them

You could never understand, you ain’t been through shit my nig

Hope you got a ghetto plan, I just throw my mask on

Hop up in that bento van, that really ain’t your ...part

You’re big think cause my little mess

Right bout all you asshole, act like you gonn drop something

You tadpole, go back home

It’s about that murder everytime I spit

Get it up in check everytime I bleed

And your girl got wet when she ... about teeth

We ran up on the stakes, just came off the block

These niggas that I’m with, spending hela gwap

These bitches that we with, won’t drop it till it’s stop

They know I be that nigga, so the party people shout

Sweet p be that nigga, sweet p be that nigga

Sweet p be that nigga, sweet p be that nigga

Sweet p be that nigga, sweet p be that nigga

Sweet p be that nigga, sweet p be that nigga.

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