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bad newz baby - nero finesse lyrics

[hook]
bad newz baby so i like to trapalot
young floyd mayweather beat up the pack a lot
b*tch i can fight so i don’t got my strap a lot
i call em polo these lil n*ggas capalot
drunk as a b*tch while i’m ridin with pesos
no ps4 cause the games we don’t play those
n*ggas wanna talk i ain’t talkin lay low
this b*tch bumpin, ain’t talkin zaytove

[verse 1]
big a** 40 tucked in a n*gga jeans while i’m walking down jefferson ave
that b*tch say i’m tweakin that sh*t for no reason i seen the post and i just laughe
b*tch what you smokin on? gas (gg)
she gon let me hit soon as i ask (easy)
she gon bop if i want up in class (sneaky)
she get sneaky i’ll give her a pass

he dm me her boyfriend a joke
you can’t aim n*gga go get a scope
it’s 3 in da morning don’t know why i’m woke
big nero finessem you already know
no hot shot, but i’ll pop a opp slow mo
no pop rock, but i spot a opp on go
influenced these n*ggas be stealin my flows
n*ggas wanna talk, but i move like a pro
finna ricky a n*gga if he try to run, (rickyyy)
dat boy got a gun, loose screw n*gga shoot hollows for fun
split madulas turn a smart n*gga dumb
trap n*gga everyday i get paid
you da police then ignore what i say
got 21 savages stay in the a
she know ima f*ck her but i will not date

[hook]
bad newz baby so i like to trapalot
h*lla dinero on me so i stack a lot
said dat he leaning i already got da wock
said dat he sliding i already got da drop
i got some shooters gon f*ck up yo function
bullets gon hit em that n*gga start crumpin
can’t wait til da day that some broke n*ggas jump me
dey know how i’m comin i’m uppin and bussin

[verse 2: sixxbandz]
ima call up the gang we gon f*ck up that function
walked in the club wit the bl!ck b*tch i’m bussin
30 clip hang out the glock it ain’t tuckin
i was just locked but that sh*t won’t nothin
opps steady dissin but goin out bad
got all these glizzys that came wit a mag
all of my n*ggas they count up a bag
still tryna get to them riches from rags
it’s 2020 these n*ggas gon think that i’m playin see me thinkin we boutta fight
givin him 20 b*tch ima pull up and start sprayin he know that i got me a pipe
now his a** layin we left wit his life
aj and ki they my left and my right
caught em out bad and we lift em on sight
we out in traffic get left at the light
taliban babies we like to shoot glocks
sendin 100 they sendin 2 shots
bro ridin round by hisself wit 2 glocks
jammed up the plug now they scarred of who cop
free all my n*ggas that’s locked in that can these n*ggas ain’t real man i swear they be fu
always gon spin like a fan, they know ima savage can’t help it i do what i do

- nero finesse lyrics

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