nycl kai - laced lyrics
[intro]
[?], goin’ full attack
[chorus: nycl kai]
buds to the face, exotic weed by the p’s now (by the p’s)
someone wanna play, then, come take a seat now (take a seat)
n#gga do me dirty then his ass gettin’ run down (br#br#brah)
i’m not goin’ to your spot, i’m not going downtown (h#ll no, b#tch)
i ain’t goin’ nowhere if a n#gga wanna eighth (f#ck you)
i jugg a n#gga coke, i made sure that sh#t was laced (get ’em)
n#gga ask for crack, n#gga say that to my face (say it to my face)
machete goin’ in, and it’s coming out your waist (ha)
[verse 1: nycl kai]
my n#ggas gettin’ ki’s of coke, shipped straight in (yup)
i only f#ck with n#ggas that about they business (business)
i’m sellin’ snow like it’s f#cking christmas (okay)
shawty want some k, put it on your wishlist (ketamine)
pullin’ fire out my mouth, shootin’ like mondragon (dragon)
coffee and newports, keep a n#gga ackin’ (okay okay)
i got b#tches skimping, money like it’s aspen (hey, hey, hey)
always got new bussies, got a other fifty tag teamin’ (yup)
[chorus: nycl kai]
buds to the face, exotic weed by the p’s now (by the p’s)
someone wanna play, then, come take a seat now (take a seat)
n#gga do me dirty then his ass gettin’ run down (br#br#brah)
i’m not goin’ to your spot, i’m not going downtown (h#ll no, b#tch)
i ain’t goin’ nowhere if a n#gga wanna eighth (f#ck you)
i jugg a n#gga coke, i made sure that sh#t was laced (get ’em)
n#gga ask for crack, n#gga say that to my face (say it to my face)
machete goin’ in, and it’s coming out your waist (ha)
[verse 2: fenix flexin]
b#tch call me money man
i got hunnid bands, in some running pants
come again
we gon’ shoot it out but we not runnin’ hands
hunnid grams, payment tan
i been really servin’ sand
i got friends, who would k!ll a n#gga
for some’ less than ten (n#gga)
if she comin’ through i bet she puttin’ out (aye)
if i ain’t getting to this chicken then you know i’m trippin’ out
split this thirty, sippin’ dirty, junkies callin’ out my route (h#llo?)
makin’ money, state to state, i count it then i’m out, b#tch
[chorus: nycl kai]
buds to the face, exotic weed by the p’s now (by the p’s)
someone wanna play, then, come take a seat now (take a seat)
n#gga do me dirty then his ass gettin’ run down (br#br#brah)
i’m not goin’ to your spot, i’m not going downtown (h#ll no, b#tch)
i ain’t goin’ nowhere if a n#gga wanna eighth (f#ck you)
i jugg a n#gga coke, i made sure that sh#t was laced (get ’em)
n#gga ask for crack, n#gga say that to my face (say it to my face)
machete goin’ in, and it’s coming out your waist (ha)
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