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blip. - nic d lyrics

[intro]
i love you, baby, woah

[chorus]
how much you make? baby, i’m chillin’
how much you makin’? baby, she k!llin’
ain’t it ironic how we feel so alive? (yeah)
ain’t it ironic how we feel so alive? (ain’t it ironic)
how much you makin’? baby, i’m chillin’
[verse 1]
yeah, i don’t care to network wit’ ya
i don’t care to compare net worth wit’ ya
took my girl to a room with a vista, i ain’t talkin’ windows
how long you tryna run this ’til i get blisters?
baggin’ a black dress, i’ll get a zipper
lookin’ like the actions, lookin’ like a million bucks
bae, let me shake this rust, yeah
i’m seein’ it clear, i went to the mirror
’cause i needed someone to tell me i’m it
we gettin’ near, i want a career
too many people that’s here for a blip
blip on the map, gettin’ too big, i don’t fit where i’m at
fit don’t even fit, man, i’m sendin’ it back
they throw a fit, man, i’m fittin’ to snap

[interlude]
i love you, baby, woah (yeah, that’s quite alright)

[chorus]
how much you make? baby, i’m chillin’
how much you makin’? baby, she k!llin’
ain’t it ironic how we feel so alive? (yeah)
ain’t it ironic how we feel so alive? (ain’t it ironic)
how much you makin’? baby, i’m chillin’
[verse 2]
they tryna manage me, i don’t need management
why you keep posin’ like that? you a mannequin
bullets are barish, i’m buildin’ and brandin’ it
watchin’ they mouth and it run like an
so i grin and bear it
know that i’m good, you mistakin’ for eric
this only time i ever wanna be in
when i’m buildin’ my kids an inheritance
i get it in paris, mm, that’s imperative
only thing i’ll ever change is the narrative
one thing that i’ll never wear is the look of embarrassment
uh, will i ever care again? no
why just one when i could have both?
i just want ’em addicted to growth
see that i’m drippin’, it ain’t even the clothes
surrounded by water, i’m buildin’ a moat
tippin’ the boat
buildin’ careers over gettin’ exposed
harder to win when they riggin’ the votes
if y’all wanna know, it ain’t even close
gimme the smoke, lately been feelin’ like i never miss again
must be the discipline, must be the flow
i might explode
if i hold it in again, think that you dough
must be a joke, i’ve been on fire, tuck and i roll
huh, feel like i’m stuck in a mode
you call the wave, you rollin’ for days
the problem with waves, they come and they go
been lookin’ for ya up under the load
if i don’t stop, then the numbers will grow
just made a friend, let another one go
when it get better, gotta run with the pros
i keep the day ones up close
some of the others have turned into ghosts
where do they go? n0body knows
this ain’t the life that i got, this the life that i chose
told it to drive and it drove
how many miles you put on your toes?
how much you make from the flows?
that’s one of them things that i cannot disclose
where is the plain? none of this plain
i ain’t even fly, the pilot’ll know
man is a bum but he countin’ his money
and lookin’ at numbers and knew where the coke
[outro]
i love you, baby, woah (yeah, that’s quite alright)

- nic d lyrics

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