nicky tino - come up (freestyle) lyrics
come up
yes!
yes!
b#tch i’m back!
nicky’s back!
yes i’m back!
hahahahaha!
uh, sh#t i’m dead
yo, got a problem, didn’t address
i go at a little n#gga neck like a pez
b#tches all up on like a d#ck up in my dress
breathing in my face as if your sh#t is minty fresh
never get caught i’m on top with my game
6 tinted windows and i’m on my way
i pulled up with a smile on my face
when i bump it right shawty you betta call my name
and i stay on my flow and cash money like a rug
sometimes i get a nod they treat me like a scrub
my covenant is protected i’m doministic
use to make trash, now look at me i’m pimpin
b#tch i’m on the come up, come up
so please just shut the f#ck up, f#ck up
money, b#tches, and drugs, on them drugs
guess i just want a new plug, cause he suck
and now i’m getting allergies
i ain’t been eating nut (uh)
but i’ve been drinking something stronger
than what’s in my f#cking cup, but
me and yo b#tch be making something called love (uh)
she give top, yeah she get naked
like she sucking on my seed
she growing children, growing weeds, in her garden
money bag, got the recipts
i don’t give two f#cks like the two f’s that’s on my feet
b#tch please
majesty, n#gga you will f#cking bow down to me, i am your king, you is a peasant, b#tch don’t f#cking play with me (ha)
b#tch i’m on the come up, come up
so b#tch shut the f#ck up, f#ck up
money, and drugs, on them drugs
guess i just want a new plug, cause he suck
b#tch i’m on the come up, come up (come up, come up)
so b#tch shut the f#ck up, f#ck up (f#ck her, f#ck her)
money, and drugs, on them drugs (drug, uh, drug, uh)
guess i just want a new plug, cause he suck (yeah he suck, yeah he suck)
yeh, nicky going viral
making music money on tidal
i’ve been making all the records
labels recording me on vinyl
she a trick
call her illusions
buy all these shoes
no pick and choosin
if she dip, i’m substituting
if she a twin, i’m really confusion’
if you wanna play these games
n#gga i am winning, you losin
i’m cold and hot, i’m changing seasons
boutta go cardi, what was the reason
justin bieber, don’t stop believing
she swallow all of the s#m#n (uh)
got vvs’ on my wrist
yes i just took your b#tch
she giving me top, yeah she heartless
oh d#mn, her face, body and lips
got all these f#cking streams
i mean since y’all give a f#ck
all y’all b#tches rosa parks
uh#oh, get ya ass up
b#tch, i’m on the come up, come up
so shut the f#ck up, f#ck up
money, and drugs, on them drugs
guess i just want a new plug, cause he suck
b#tch, i’m on the come up, come up (come up, come up)
so b#tch shut the f#ck up, f#ck up (f#ck her, f#ck her)
money, and drugs, on them drugs (drug, uh, drug, uh)
guess i just want a new plug, cause he suck (yeah he suck, yeah he suck)
yo, don’t ever f#cking play with me
y’all n#ggas know, y’all b#tches know i’m the f#cking king (yes majesty)
you hoe b#tches know, you dirty bum b#tches know (grrr)
(nicky, you a fool for this one)
drop the strings on em’
bag talk
but ain’t got no mouth when money bag talk, hmm
it’s quiet, ain’t no back talk (grrr)
quiet, ain’t no bag talk
grrrr
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