nova - mq (artist) lyrics
[intro]
why do you exist? for me to laugh
put a bullet in his brain, put a bullet in his head*head
[verse 1]
make money, i dont even know
that b*tch dumb as f*ck, with a glock aimed at your bros
that’s your b*tch, and she calling on my phone*phone
aimin’ at his head like its f*ckin’ cs:go
why do you exist? for me to laugh
put a bullet in his brain, put a bullet in his head
make money, i dont even know
who are you b*tch, and your bros
make money, i dont even know
that b*tch dumb as f*ck, with a glock aimed at your bros
that’s your b*tch, and she calling on my phone*phone
aimin’ at his head like its f*ckin’ cs:go
why do you exist? for me to laugh
put a bullet in his brain, put a bullet in his head
make monеy, i dont even know
who are you b*tch, and your bros
[verse 2]
glock with a bеam, you are not on my team
i am getting h*lla money and i’m only 13
i got real, real diamonds on my neck and they gleam
and they say that they will k!ll me on they favorite live stream
[verse 3]
and i don’t like that b*tch, but she say she like me
and he said he keep a strap, i guess he is just like me
but that gun for no reason, he’s a b*tch, he won’t fight me
and i step in prada jeans, i’m the best arguably
i got labels in my dms saying they gon’ sign me
you will not shoot that gun, you’re not on the timing
i tote glocks just for fun, i’m not the one driving
when he’s bleeding on the floor, you won’t see him smiling
[verse 4]
popular rapper, hate me all you want
but your b*tch still gonna be listenin’ to my songs
you should not talk sh*t, cause you will be in the wrong
i’ma stay on my grind, i cannot get knocked off
and you are just a clone of me, he is a knock off
and i will point a gun at b*tches, sipping white claw
i smoke pack in my lungs and i’m ’bout to go up
and i own lots of guns, your friend will not show up (yes)
[verse 5]
i k!ll people that are not nice to me
and i am very sorry if you have lyme disease
and i’m not gonna lie, i do not know what that means
i am sipping on my wock’, b*tch, this is not a tea
[verse 6]
you’re a fake friend, not no day one og
you talk bad about me, now the whole school know me
he talk bad about me then and now, he got a nose bleed
when i f*ck on his b*tch, tell her, “keep it lowkey”
[outro]
yes, sorry
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