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nikko - stuck! lyrics

[chorus: nikko]
yuh
run down on him if a price out
and if his shawty with him guarantee
she getting piped out, aye
outside n+gga and its nice out
looking like a bag
run your sh+t i need it right now

if it’s up
then its stuck (aye)
if it’s up (yeah)
then its stuck, b+tch (aye)
if it’s up (aye)
then its stuck (yeah)
if it’s up (yeah)
then its stuck, b+tch (yeah)
[verse 1: nikko]
headshot
interior paint in the whip
got blood on the side of my face in this b+tch
when my foot hit the door
yeah they know what it is
know what it is boy i run in your sh+t
said i’m crazy with it
and hidden blades in the fit
so don’t test me i’m razor with it
hold up wait a minute
yuh if i see kapow up
a shot on a opp then he drop
h+ll hounds, came for the blood
you a pet poodle
and thе way your
b+tch is sucking my d+ck up just like noodle
when thеse bullets hit the floor, they making you dance
yeah, i came up with the pack, i turned it to bands
now these n+ggas wanna dap, they know i’m the man
hit his shawty from the back and pull up my pants
she 3000 with gawk
she suck out my pam bisquick
and when i’m on your block
we spin like d+mn ripstick
[chorus: nikko]
yuh
run down on him if a price out
and if his shawty with him guarantee
she getting piped out, aye
outside n+gga and its nice out
looking like a bag
run your sh+t i need it right now

if it’s up
then its stuck (aye)
if it’s up (yeah)
then its stuck, b+tch (aye)
if it’s up (aye)
then its stuck (yeah)
if it’s up (yeah)
then its stuck, b+tch (yeah)

[verse 2: lil kapow]
heavy metal glock to his temple
i make his headbang
his memories leaking
the boys brains look like lo mien
i really split his wig he gon need some f+cking rogaine
i just watched a n+gga turn b+tch he had a s+x change
walk up on him he started sturttering
that’s a run+on sentence
boy you lame as f+ck
you a square you a f+cking triscuit
cops on my ass i go fast for that suspended sentence
i had to sell you the fake ones cause you can’t tell the difference
bottom of my shoe is red but it is not a f+cking christian
b+tch we riding round with big guns making bad decisions
in the penthouse doing drugs with the baddest b+tches
to the money i’m committed
you could never take it from me
b+tch i only hit it from the back hoe i’m never fronting
in her stomach
treat her like a car how i push her b+ttons
got to put the glock up to his ear it’s trynna tell him
it’s up
and gravity don’t work no more
pop a perc and i can’t get hurt no more
i keep two 9s on me at all times
i’m trynna k!ll an opp at the grocery store
i’m a pimp, that means i invest in wh0res
pro athlete proactively shooting your pores
f+ck 12 f+ck my po and f+ck the courts’
f+ck a warrant b+tch we ready for war, yeah

umm, you rappers f+cking suck by the way
nikko tell ’em

[ourto: nikko]
y’all suck y’all choking on the d+ck
outcast my block run this b+tch
pull up got slits on the wrist
what death boy i ain’t afraid of sh+t
come test me
come test me
come test

- nikko lyrics

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