a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

nine vicious - babyspyda lyrics

[intro]
haha (haha, n+ggas crazy)
they tryna steal the swag, slime, no cap (i’m with yo—, yeah)
you know [?], yeah (i’m with young onyx in this b+tch, man)
haha, all spider on too

[chorus]
wake up, put on that spider, i get fly
i get soho high, i get high
she wanna get fly, oh my god
r.i.p keed, oh my god (you could, what?)

[verse]
i f+ck her, i treat this b+tch, i f+ck her (slatt)
i got these racks, lil’ slime, tellin’ you this b+tch gon’ love ’em
i f+ck that b+tch and i [?] in the backseat, i’m f+ckin’ your lover (yeah, yeah, b+tch)
i’m in the backseat, i’m countin’ that money, i f+ck on your mother
these n+ggas be p+ssy, these n+ggas be pssy, they f+ckin’ each other
i came with thе stick, and i came with a fire, i might f+ck and go dub her
i givе her the d+ck and i hit from the side, ain’t done with [?]
i told [?], ”yeah, let’s do it,” yeah
[?] just do it, yeah (i’m with young onyx in this b+tch, man)
i’m in this b+tch, i do it
she wanna f+ck, let’s do it, yes
i’m in this b+tch with my toolie
i’m f+ckin’ this ho, and then hop off a jet, i’m takin’ your b+tch and you knew it
these n+ggas p+ssy, i know that they rats
i put they hands in [?]
i’m with your ho and i hit from the back
she feelin’ that sh+t, wanna do it
i’m just outside, [?] on the net
i’m in this b+tch, yeah, let’s do it
i’m a young n+gga, i’m really from the a
but young n+gga still sip [?]
first do it, after do this
i gotta shot ’em back, shawty gon’ shoot you
i got a bl!ck in the ‘cat, ride with the cooler
she wanna f+ck it, yes, five for the [?]
all eyes on me, yeah, i feel like [?]
she in the first seat, so i gotta drop the top
i’m in a rolls royce, shawty, i get that guap
i just make too much money (no cap), ’cause i’m finna pop, b+tch
[bridge]
haha, these n+ggas so [?]
and i ain’t gon’ cap slime, like
i was on the phone with saint
i’m talkin’ ’bout 1300saint though, i still love money though
that my slime too, but
i was on the phone with saint, i’m like, “these n+ggas ain’t nothin’, for real”, like
no cap, bring motherf+ckin’, bring motherf+ckin’ way back, b+tch
yeah, f+ck around, haha, no cap, yeah
f+ck you talk ’bout? n+gga, p+ssy got nothin’
put that sh+t down, boy, your ass dropped down, on—, huh
slatt

[chorus]
wake up, put on that spider, i get fly
i get soho high, i get high
she wanna get fly, oh my god
r.i.p keed, oh my god (you could, what?)
wake up, put on that spider, i get fly
i get soho high, i get high
she wanna get fly, oh my god
r.i.p keed, oh my god (you could, what?)

- nine vicious lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS