lowfi - nigga shit lyrics
[chorus]
i’m a n-gga, you a n-gga
he a n-gga, man, we all n-ggas
all the same, we just p-wnin’ names
so why you gotta go and squeeze that trigger?
i’m a n-gga, you a n-gga
he a n-gga, man, we all n-ggas (yeah)
all the same, we just p-wnin’ names (grams, grams)
so why you gotta go and squeeze that trigger?
[verse 1]
n-ggas beefin’ over gang turf
red and blue, it’s a dang shirt
i could picture n-ggas with a lame smirk
with their pants saggin’ like a g-y smurf
whippin’ dope up in the drug spot
but they interrupted by a gunshot
it’s a couple n-ggas and they spun blocks
you can guess they be lookin’ like some blood clots
bad b-tch and she dtf
got a cousin up in bgf
the chicken greedy, said, “b-tch, you leave me
then i’m guaranteein’ that you seein’ death”
said, “alright, shorty, get to sayin’ less”
can’t argue fully ‘cause i’m stayin’ blessed
plus i love that cuddy, had to get it wet
i just strictly bully, then i hit the deck
why y’all look at n-ggas as a walkin’ l!ck?
type to k!ll a n-gga ‘cause he talkin’ sh-t
then they move the body and they toss the clip
any means to show you what bosses is, we n-ggas
and that sh-t never gon’ change
so stop the frontin’, n-gga, why you gunnin’?
‘cause i promise we all of the same
[chorus]
i’m a n-gga, you a n-gga
he a n-gga, man, we all n-ggas
all the same, we just p-wnin’ names
so why you gotta go and squeeze that trigger?
i’m a n-gga, you a n-gga
he a n-gga, man, we all n-ggas
all the same, we just p-wnin’ names
so why you gotta go and squeeze that trigger?
i’m a n-gga, you a n-gga
he a n-gga, man, we all n-ggas
all the same, we just p-wnin’ names
so why you gotta go and squeeze that trigger?
i’m a n-gga, you a n-gga
he a n-gga, man, we all n-ggas
all the same, we just p-wnin’ names
so why you gotta go and squeeze that trigger?
[verse 2]
n-ggas roast me, say i’m black as f-ck
to be honest, i ain’t black enough
i be blackin’ out while you backin’ up
they lookin’ for the wall and our backs to touch
they made a mistake like the magnum bust
now they lookin’ at us like the b-st-rd son
see the opps on the block, grab the gats and guns
find a lovin’ mother, then clap her son
if i’m shootin’ at you, and you shootin’ at me
they shootin’ at us, how the f-ck we gon’ survive?
if i’m shootin’ at you, and you shootin’ at me
they shootin’ at us, how the f-ck we gon’ survive?
n-ggas
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