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nuk - no dealer lyrics

[intro]
(ooh, sav k!lled it)

[verse 1]
just because you stalkin’ on my page, you don’t know me, though
my unc’ and them be callin’ me a bull like i rodeo
brodie might just pull up with his chains, he ain’t toby, though
we done hit him up, and now he walk like he got polio
how you know it’s— in that bag? boy, i know that odor
since i got them bands, boy, i walk like i got scoliosis
the hustle don’t stop, super trap, boy, they know we open
they ain’t pullin’ up on— no more because they know we scopin’
they ain’t make it out that situation ’cause they threw him late
we had monkey nuts on everything before we threw on bait
told lil’ brodie we don’t joust, that’s when i threw him drac’
boy, i had your b+tch on her face like she doin’ planks

[chorus]
look, boy, if you ain’t into sellin’ dog, you ain’t no dealer
to know i really got it off my paws made me more realer
they say ’cause i’m blood, they be thinkin’ i’m a state villain
brodie on the run, he got more hits than j dilla

[verse 2]
my b+tch compared to you b+tches, it’s like a dime difference
brodie took his sack and hit him more times than von miller
i don’t know how you prefer your b+tch, but i like mines picky
my n+ggas need a bag, and i get asian how i divide chicken
i be on that wish a n+gga wood, i get to mine safely
text him like this sh+t finna be good if they don’t mind waitin’
or you might just end up with a knot if you don’t mind slangin’
how i always end up with the white, but i ain’t signed dana?
big five+seven, wish you would try to play with me
i be on that wish a n+gga woods coutin’ eighty g’s
told my boys i’m good with this ice, they can let me freeze
boy, i got them birds you can feel just like andy reid
[chorus]
look, boy, if you ain’t into sellin’ dog, you ain’t no dealer
to know i really got it off my paws made me more realer
they say ’cause i’m blood, they be thinkin’ i’m a state villain
brodie on the run, he got more hits than j dilla

[verse 3]
she just wanna suck me while i drive ’cause it say claren
told bro how he be gettin’ hits, he might be hank aaron
spent so much in gucci for my b+tch, i got like eight shares
bottled up my drip up in the states, but they say “paris”
i be doin’ sh+t for my dogs that they don’t owe me for
boy, i really came up off a p, but i ain’t romeo
brodie took a hundred grams out and brought a trophy home
i’ll put a drac’ to his sh+t and call it ovo
n+ggas stealin’ lies, they got bags they still owe for
been had me a bag, boy, that bag what they know me for
turnt up off of sixty, but not like nipsey
i had thirty band plays before they knew that i existed

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