nyck caution - casamigos freestyle lyrics
[intro: nyck caution]
yeah, ayy, yeah
[verse 1: nyck caution]
been with the sh+t like i’m ready to die
[?] i’m ready to fly
point me right to where my enemies lie
call up the guys, i’m ready to slide
i’m sick of this sh+t, i can’t barely hear
murder the hero, we getting rebellious
let me talk to ’em, i’m feeling like elliot
[?] like god d+mn it feel good to be glorious
you know the city notorious
she wanna link but tonight i’m ignoring it, wait
she took [?] from a [?] for an hour i tore it up
that’s your old girl, i could see what you saw in her
back to the lab, gotta stick to the formula
i don’t take trips out the country, i tour that sh+t
taking thesе l’s to the face like i’m forfеiting
medium well, raise the stakes [?] tortured in
[?] turn it up, i need more of it
soon as that bass drop, i’ma just swing, double d’s in a tank top
[?] baby, i’m tryna hit bank shots
walking on sunshine i’m steppin’ raindrop
i was tryna rock like aesop
sweet little thing and she suck like cake pop
not my main thot, so we just bts no k+pop, oh
yeah, that sh+t was dynamite, nah i ain’t tryna wipe
[?] brewery
[?] alike
[?]
taking off, go to the moon in my satellite
i was too gone off the shrooms, i’m a parasite
working too much, had to cop a new terabyte
[?] waking up thinking like where am i?
[chorus: nyck caution]
been with the sh+t like i’m ready to die
[?] i’m ready to fly
been with the sh+t like i’m ready to die
[?] i’m ready to fly
[verse 2: kirk knight]
i married the money and started a cult
all these foreign b+tches fresh off the boat
no serial numbers, i walk with the ghost
came from the trenches, i ain’t have a coat
[?] visa, [?] two seater
bad mamacita [?] leave her
i’m [?] my vices, money my psychic
smile in my face but these n+ggas don’t like me
hit the dealer ship, duffles on duffles
in the benz [?] the shuttle
me, myself, and i had to go huddle
[?]
put [?] she smuggle
i told her “[?] up, you gon ‘work today”
vip section from section 8
i can’t even understand what a hater say
[?] ready to die
been with the sh+ts and i’m ready to+
you see the pain in my eyes
no more [?] feeding me lies
[?] your demise
[?] got me high
n0body move [?]
kick back, too big for the size
[?], this money is mine
all the designers send to the crib, i don’t wait in lines
he gon’ paint the block like
i’m on a money chase, young n+gga tryna beat the time
count up [?]
[chorus: nyck caution]
been with the sh+t like i’m ready to die
[?] i’m ready to fly
been with the sh+t like i’m ready to die
[?] i’m ready to fly
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