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lil nando - “ain’t no peace” lyrics

[intro]
(ayy, atl jacob)
yeah… b+tch
lil nando in this b+tch, p+ssy
come here (bow, bow)
we still outside, ho
ain’t no peace where i’m from, f+ck a truce (never)
we bring pressure, not excuses (grrah)

[chorus]
f+ck them n+ggas talkin’ ’bout (f+ck ‘em), we spinnin’ blocks, not runnin’ mouths (rrah)
caught that b+tch, he folded quick, he dropped his pole, then cried for clout (p+ssy)
we ain’t squashin’ sh+t, we upin’ sticks, then clearin’ sh+t out (boom+boom)
you make a post, we make a call—next thing you know, your brain fall out (boom!)
ridin’ dirty, ridin’ strapped (skrrt), f+ck the opps and f+ck the rats (f+ck ‘em)
they said “chill,” i said, “relax?” nah, i’m on war, ain’t no goin’ back (nah!)
b+tch, i’m the youngest steppin’ hard, i been on that since way back (since twelve)
ar got a switch and a nose ring—call that b+tch kodak (grrah+grrah!)

[verse 1]
this ain’t no movie, you die for real (for real)
glock with a beam, that sh+t too real (too real)
shootin’ outside granny’s crib, f+ck how them neighbors feel (f+ck ‘em)
that boy a b+tch, he claim he tough, but he the first to squeal (snitch!)
we treat them boys like happy meals, spin once, then get the k!ll (brrt!)
she said i’m heartless, i just laughed, then told her “suck it still” (haha, do it!)
i’m off a pill, got demons with me, they itchin’ just to drill (they fiendin’)
you ain’t no stepper, you just tweet—get popped for not bein’ real (boom+boom)
[bridge]
(yeah) b+tch, i’m reckless
pull up, hop out, leave that lexus breathless (boom!)
mama told me, “boy, you young and blessed,” but i ain’t learned my lessons (nah)
i’m in traffic with them weapons (bow), broad day send a message (rrah)
leave that lil’ boy on the curb, body stiff like a mannequin, dressin’ (laid out)

[chorus]
f+ck them n+ggas talkin’ ’bout (f+ck ‘em), we spinnin’ blocks, not runnin’ mouths (rrah)
caught that b+tch, he folded quick, he dropped his pole, then cried for clout (ho!)
we ain’t squashin’ sh+t, we upin’ sticks, then clearin’ sh+t out (brrah!)
you make a post, we make a call—next thing you know, your brain fall out (boom!)
ridin’ dirty, ridin’ strapped (skrrt), f+ck the opps and f+ck the rats (f+ck ‘em)
they said “chill,” i said, “relax?” nah, i’m on war, ain’t no goin’ back (nah!)
b+tch, i’m the youngest steppin’ hard, i been on that since way back (way back)
ar got a switch and a nose ring—call that b+tch kodak (rrah+rrah!)

[verse 2]
still on that, no fakin’, we don’t post no locations
just me and my demon, lurkin’ out that bas+m+nt (boom!)
caught him at the light, he tried to speed, but he ain’t make it (he ain’t make it)
bullets hit his neck, face, and back—his soul was shakin’ (d+mn)
f+ck them funerals, no flowers, we send them to satan (b+tch)
put them boys in the dirt, don’t ask me why i’m hatin’ (f+ck ‘em)
got my hoodie on in summer, glock got no safety (cl!ck+clack)
pistol dirty, vision blurry, but i still ain’t missin’ lately (bow)
[outro]
grrah+grrah!
lil nando, b+tch
still no peace, f+ck them opps (still no peace)
come here…
rrah!

- lil nando lyrics

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