
nine vicious & apollored1 - instagram live snippet (04/04) lyrics
lyrics from snippet
[intro: nine vicious]
b+tch+ass n+gga ain’t talk ’bout nothin’ when i had your ass clutchin’
f+ck you talk ’bout? hold up, hold up
[chorus: nine vicious]
b+tch+ass n+gga ain’t talk ’bout nothin’ when i had your ass clutchin’ (b+tch, f+ck boy)
i don’t give a f+ck ’bout none of this sh+t (f+ck boy), [had all of y’all off?] (say what?)
woke up to some bands, b+tch, woke up to some [?], b+tch
feel like i’m in j+pan, b+tch (yeah), triple fine on my, hold up (yeah, let’s go)
[verse 1: nine vicious]
i don’t even bang parlay when my [brother?] did (blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, slatt, slatt)
sosa hit, he like, “how you do it?” (what? say what? what?)
told her, “come and [?]”
got my shooter ’cause he don’t miss, he like [?] you (boop, boop, slatt, boop, b+tch)
[?] n+gga, b+tch
i’m on my bingo show, bingo sh+t (b+tch)
d+mn, my cup be red, he on that ammo sh+t (hold on, hold on), sh+t
shoot ’em up in the back, i’m on that halo sh+t (i’m on that halo, i’m trim)
no, i don’t need her money, i’m on that peso sh+t (i’m on that peso, hold up)
she see my motherf+ckin’ glizzy (no cap), shawty tryna give me that cake (say what? cakе)
stand on my racks like uzi (sh+t), know i’m ysl, now she a groupie (say, “slatt,” what?)
[?], i told shawty [?] somе moves (slatt)
i don’t even cop when i’m drivin’ in urus (b+tch)
i might just [?] apollo soon (apollo soon)
[bridge: nine vicious]
i might just [?] apollo soon (wait, hold on, wait, hold on)
i might just [?] apollo soon (wait, hold on, wait)
i don’t even caught that boy (i might just [?] apollo soon)
yeah (f+ck you talk ’bout?), b+tch
i don’t even caught that boy (i might just [?] apollo soon), slatt
[chorus: nine vicious]
b+tch+ass n+gga ain’t talk ’bout nothin’ when i had your ass clutchin’ (b+tch, f+ck boy)
i don’t give a f+ck ’bout none of this sh+t (f+ck boy), [had all of y’all off?] (say what?)
woke up to some bands, b+tch, woke up to some [?], b+tch
feel like i’m in j+pan, b+tch (yeah), triple fine on my, hold up (yeah, let’s go)
[verse 2: nine vicious]
i’m finna be in atlanta (be in atlanta)
i might f+ck on her and pour up deuce in my fanta (hold up, hold up, deuce in my fanta)
f+ck around, take your ho and you gon’ [?] (what? what? terrio)
and these n+ggas, i’m just [?], i need the ammo (say what?)
ammo, i need the ammo (b+tch)
hold my money like [?] (say what?)
sh+t, i got a cam’ (slatt)
heartagram, shawty, i’m him (slatt)
heartagram all on my ‘gram (slatt)
i’m beatin’ it, they think i’m a fan
i might just [?] (say what?), yeah
on god, i act like a blood (b+tch)
on god, i ball like i’m [?] (f+ck)
[verse 3: apollored1 & nine vicious]
she heard that i’m dumpin’ her, now she a fan
she [?] ready for school
we was outside, stick in my pants, yeah
still in the trap, i’m workin’ in the booth
vamp, we pop some [?] (racks)
heard he yellowin’, [?] they heads
go to the beach, get a tan, ha
been the [?], just like [?], i’ve been [?] like a turt (b+tch, b+tch, b+tch, b+tch)
b+tch should’ve come with a fanta, oh, that’s a right? drank, purp’, [?]
baby, she a celine freak, bought her a bag, she f+ckin’ for free, f+ck
i don’t even play with these n+ggas, these n+ggas on [?]
b+tch [?], i have no kid (on god)
thought he apollo, shot, call up
twenty+four shots and they keep gettin’ on you (blitt, blitt, blitt)
she [?] ayo and teo, made the boy dance, i jumped out the, hold up (i jumped out the, hold up)
i put my stick in the air like a trophy
it ain’t no uzi, the streets ain’t no [cold?]
crazy this black truck, i got a [?]
just had to do it and them sticks [?] (slatt)
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