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sidney crosby - john nonny lyrics

[intro]
(is that dash on beat?)
nonny!
cash carter!

[verse 1]
yeah!
i smoke ’til i get a panic attack
i pray there ain’t a knife when there’s a hand in my back
say they’re a fan of my track
could be their plan of attack
i got one hand on my flask
the other hold the carry on, a hundred grand and a satch
shades on, pretty boy, two chains like i’m tity boi
pour some henny, take nine shots like i’m fi’ty, boy (fifty)
all my pinky is to rock like i’m diddy, boy
gotta eat, so i’m in the streets like a city boy
used to do dirt like a grave digger
things on the side, tryna make my wage bigger
you runnin’ a figure eight, i’m study in figure eight
ways to make cake, f*ck a figure eight
honey, eight figures
hail mary full of graves, enemies face to face
lowkey hate, actin’ like they ain’t bitter
took a small servant when we ate dinner
now i go back for a second plate like a weightlifter
[chorus]
twenty*two’s * man, i put that on my right
five window limo tint, so you don’t see what’s inside
grab the stick and i put that to my side
but i’m talkin’ sidney crosby, ’cause i won’t tell a lie
twenty*two’s * man, i put that on my right
five window limo tint, so you don’t see what’s inside
grab the stick and i put that to my side
but i’m talkin’ sidney crosby, i put that on my life

- john nonny lyrics

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