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masakiio - nightmare. lyrics

[chorus]
my n-ggas turn your night into a nightmare
my n-ggas turn your night into a nightmare
i thought that we had f-ckin’ made it quite clear
my n-ggas turn your night into a nightmare
my n-ggas turn your night into a nightmare
my n-ggas turn your night into a nightmare
i thought that we had f-ckin’ made it quite clear
my n-ggas turn your night into a

verse 1:
most of y’all, most of y’all
n-ggas can’t afford to ball
afford to ball, afford to ball
tryna join the mobb
join the mobb, join the mobb
my n-ggas over y’all, over y’all overall
i’m not the, hardest out these artists
imma f-ck that b-tch regardless
want no thunder make like harden never start it
got the whip if you can peel it right
run the jewels and k!ller mike
never fight the feeling right
did it for these riches now these b-tches say that i’m the man
i border like contraband
flexin’ how i’m dressin’ know the rest of all these n-ggas playin’
talkin’ bout the hoods they ran, that’s a long shot in the land
jr smith and wesson in your chest i hope you understand
this dope i got it underhand, i roll it cause its underhand
basic like a fundament, to all my n-ggas run this sh-t
these n-ggas see i’m on and cannot f-cking stomach it
runnin’ cause i’m comin’ quick my n-ggas quick to find a clip
b-tch

my n-ggas turn your night into a nightmare
my n-ggas turn your night into a nightmare
i thought that we had f-ckin made it quite clear
my n-ggas turn your night into a nightmare
my n-ggas turn your night into a nightmare
my n-ggas turn your night into a nightmare
i thought that we had f-ckin made it quite clear
my n-ggas turn your night into a

verse 2: (quad)
motherf-ckers better watch out cause that young n-gga be stuntin’ hard
burnin’ through these streets b-tch i set fire to every boulevard
kick my old b-tch out i got a new one coming through tomorrow
i remember riding on the bus now i got foreign cars
better hide your b-tch from me cause if she round me imma take her
how you getting to the money when you broke boy you’s a faker
had to season up the game we eating now can’t wait for later
i go hard up in this b-tch, these n-ggas soft like mashed potatoes
i be putting on but i got off soon as the beat drop
n-gga you ain’t flexing its more diamonds in my b-tch watch
money steady coming every time you hear the tick tock
get new hoes like tires when i come round like a pit stop
these n-ggas ain’t rappers put that n-ggas sh-t on kids bop
put quad on that song you already know he make that sh-t pop
since a youngin i been going hard, b-tch i won’t stop
all my hoes in shape just like my status at the tip top
got some hoes from argentina got some from jamaica
k!llin’ sh-t and doing business money now talk to you later
i don’t play games with these hoes but b-tch i always been a player
diamonds dripping off my wrist i got more water than a sailor hoe

- masakiio lyrics

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