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na$ty nick - 1up lyrics

[verse 1]
tablet flickin till my wrist stiffens thick skin you piff lifting shift the ice pick at the christian show the ice to his b-tch then proceed chiefing supreme st–z up to my tees i sink my teeth in st–z keeps breaching eyes dotted in my tees cross ease please think he cold i hit the defrost toe to toe bet you he’s soft these n-gg-s dead na$ty cold cut see him on no infrared throw the tantrum get your tamper shredded with your weak raps streets for his knee caps beats for the freaks rocking teesh scr-ps my flow breeze like a albo poke on stroll turn a loaf into toast when i’m hosting the f-cking show f-cking roast type of income he’s making his f-cking gross adios papi’s ghost in a ghost phantom never understood how the folks stand him while he’s standing out alot of -sswhoopings that he’s handing out not a fan of clout just a lowkey n-gg- with dumb bucks dumb f-ck you f-cking run up get 1up’d

[hook]
dumb f-ck you f-cking run up get 1up’d (x2)

[verse 2]
bag the trees then i past it off sheet full of stickers for my n-gg-s rip the acid off get a sample taste prolly give a man a m-ssive cough i ain;t with the thrift store riffin i hit more spliffs than b-tch wh-r-s tripping i’m stiff your different wood grain gripping psyche in a honda hype jama lights on im all black gat like it’s right from uganda still soul sn-tching rolling with them stolen ratchets strike like he got a bone of p-ssion he’s nice not past tense birth the beat and walk away i got the b-st-rd sense n-gg-s think they ready betta ask the kid to your mammie’s house is where the casket sits with the mic gripping feel like the last to sin prolly cuz i am tho when i’m on the scene these n-gg-s scramble you acting like feine i got them grams hoe he tried to pull the mc’s trigger n-gg- it jammed on em so i had to blam on these man hoes fans love to jam with the man’s notes guess he’s to corrupt try to blend in with these yung bucks so i grab the pen and write that sc-m stuff dumb f-ck you f-cking run up get 1up’d

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