lil nola - newest skin lyrics
(hook) (x2)
nola man fennekin. b-tch i look dominican. – .22 do him and?
who is you? new is sin. i’m up in my newest skin
rollin’ like i’m tourin’… okay i’m rollin’ like i’m tourin’
(verse 1)
nola man fennekin. i was up in hennepin. gold make me look indian, and it make hoes intimate. cash you is into it. b-tch i make you intuit- n-gg-s they don’t be legit they really not that into it
pull up in the p-ssy-bust a hour later in the sh-t, she gon’ suck me up like i’m a now or later in this b-tch
i am so d-mn flame. who to blame? leave a p-ssy lame. b-tch i’m in my game switching lanes. told you tori lanez
looking for a stain. who a stain? f-ck all on yo’ main. newest skin. left the old on plane- i ain’t want no plain. i might be oj insane. i might cop me some good brain. i might wet some sh-t like rain. my toolie wet up like rain. my lil b-tch is wet again. .22 in my domain. my d-ck put her -ss in pain. nola kid i’m not for faint. what i’m smoking on just swing. p-ssy boys be walking planks. scary sight – i’m out the ring. pack on me-same color tank
(hook) (x2)
nola man fennekin. b-tch i look dominican. – .22 do him and?
who is you? new is sin. i’m up in my newest skin
rollin’ like i’m tourin’… okay i’m rollin’ like i’m tourin’
(verse 2)
i’m up in my newest skin, been reborn since i left the sh-t. i’m smokin’ all this f-cking dope i swear it’s like i love this sh-t. i look like i’m out dusk till’ dawn the sun ain’t really want no sh-t. you lookin’ like a pennywise- tag me but i am not it
i can’t be the typa n-gg- skit for a couple stripes- i’m the typa n-gg- give a sh-t bout yo’ f-ckin’ life
hangin’ with my n-gg-s we the type run a f-cking heist. i be in the back of the trap you the type hype
n-gg-s only talk on a screen watch em’ hype type. b-tches like to see a n-gg- gleam like i’m too right. b-tches in the show tryna lean if the price right-b-tch it’s lil nola on the scene. no typewrite
f-ck is lil nola what you mean? you don’t sound right
i need me some other sh-t. how the f-ck i whip my wrist? lil nola up in the kitch’. i can pull up stain yo’ sh-t. yo’ b-tch gimme brain and sh-t. pull up in yo’ lane and sh-t
(final hook) (x2)
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