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1nightdyl x nicorackks x domsavv - no hook lyrics

intro
the bottoms the bottoms the worse of the worse
the bottoms the bottoms the worse of the worse

verse 1 (1nightdyll)
the bottoms the bottoms the worse of the worse
my boy got hit up, man i swear that sh-t hurt
if 12 pull up put the work in the dirt
n-ggas want smoke put your -ss on a shirt
my n-ggas dont play no games
p-ssy boy pull up im sn-tching your chain
all bout the money boy f-ck all the fame
now i ball out, look how far we done came
sippin on lean and im smokin the dope
say you want smoke dom call up the o’s
we do a hit then ,my n-ggas get low
24/7 im totin the pole
pull up on me and im runnin you down
we got the ammo, yeah we got the rounds
my n-ggas make noise and you dont make a sound
kick in your door then we run in ur house

verse 2 (domsavv)
my gang we pull up and drop sh-t
not wit the gang need to stop it
we just be stackin the profit
see it, i like it , i cop it
your gang they dont want no problems
my gang will come through and solve em
talk to your b-tch then we vibin
next day you know yeah she slidin
all of this money got options
all of this money got options
yeah
all of this guap on my body
only bad b-tches no thotties
i just pulled up to the party
i got those choppas no harleys
my n-gga look whatchu started
this sh-t will never end
ridin 5 deep in a sprinter van
limousine tints you ain’t seein in
deuce in a sprite ima lean again
shorty a bird, that b-tch gave me top
she came with her friends, we call it a flop
been gettin money it never gon stop
rockin designer right down to my socks
stackin this chicken, got more than your pops

verse 3 (nicorackks)

pull up, hop out, maison margiella when i pop out
your main b-tch actin like a thot now
and she wanna pull up to the spot now
me and my brothers we stackin it up
came from the bottom got it out the mud
ice on my neck cost your rent for the month
hop in the foreign im revving it up
my shooters they scorin they lettin it buss
my brothers i love em they all that i trust
just wanna f-ck all my money up
droppin a 4 in the fanta get muddied up, double cup
throw me a bag ima f-ck it up
say you want smoke n-gga puff it up
rack in my pocket i stuff it up
rockin designer i run it up
n-ggas they hate cause im coming up
she callin my phone ima dead her
your b-tch on my back like a sweater
that b-tch she a bird made of feathers
she like me i make that b-tch wetter

verse 4 (domsavv)

when it comes to these trends ima setter
designer my shoes made of leather
trappin in gucci dont matter the weather
i dont want this b-tch, somebody come get her

(1nightdyll)

im mailin that work like a letter
she in love and i just met her
what he do i can do better
if she wan go ima let her

(nicorackks)

n-ggas mad, im an upsetter
louboutins, my bottoms redder
f-ckin that b-tch then forget her
my money up, ima go getter

(outro)

designer my shoes made of leather
im mailin that work like a letter
she in love and i just met her
my money up, ima go getter

- 1nightdyl x nicorackks x domsavv lyrics

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