puppet show - nifty b lyrics
[chorus: nifty b]
now listen up, i fight so much, they might put me on tv
no [?], i pull up in fired suits, like skully bleed
i make him bleed like g.p.d, that 40 long like [?] v
2:30 sharp, i expect the opps to come pull up on me, get faded
[verse 1: nifty b]
no alan walker b*tch, these bullets get on yo ass like a slideshow
340 when i’m on the highway, this b*tch still tryna hit the white bone
too crowded for me to show up, hollows hit him, where the f*ck his hand go
this e36 on set, don’t bring them pups’, i ain’t f*ckin’ wit’ no elmo
that road will not get turnt, so i’ma hit it with a few shots
my gun sound like a rooster, hopefully it wake the opps up
he said it get heavier then music, but he scared to put his glock up
she a baddie, in the backseat, take her panties off, then i lock the truck
37, bucky aim the blizzy, fitted caps flattened by top trucks
[verse 2: demz]
i’ll show you a demo, ho
predator, like ho*vo
you f*ck wit’ demz, b*tch i’m not slow
no way you gettin’ a check from me
my body top just like chris rock
you think you funny, grab the glock
you kept me up in the middle of the night
these belly boxer bellies flop
put ops to bed, call of duty, that jake sh*t
[?] pockets in my socket, for the realest b*tches in my head
all i kept thinkin’ ’bout was doing her like drake, but she gave me some head
she lucky that she even did anyway, b*tch, i woulda smoked her instead
[verse 3: nifty b & jake lame]
no f’s like a puppet, she ain’t even at at a puppet show
she want me for money, so i know i had to spark that hoe
nifty, tell em’ why they call you nifty b, n*gga
one false move, and he gon’ sting you
like a bee, n*gga
aye, lemme tell y’all what happened
40 thousand dollars outta bank, that was tragic
if i ever see in person, mr. patrouski, i’ma hurt him
he a rabbit, he ain’t no turtle, cause he lost at this race, now he the finish line’s most wanted
some say i’m a newbie, but i been here runnin’ industries
i go up bout my day if any p*ssy n*ggas talk to me
all y’all n*gga home place is deli’s, sweet as chopped cheese
i’ll treat all you losers like midnight snacks, tryna mess wit’ me
and it’s clear though
take all the thought wax out yo ears, ho
listen to me talk, and i ain’t talkin’ with respect, no
the pool ain’t got a stick, without a host to keep control
you can say that about [?], he a falsely accusalator
i saw your big brother toe, he rockin’ thrifty clothes
since i last saw that n*gga, where his face go
aye demz, i need the full story, why she suckin’ toes
certified payroll? certified nypmho
[chorus: nifty b]
now listen up, i fight so much, they might put me on tv
no [?], i pull up in fired suits, like skully bleed
i make him bleed like g.p.d, that 40 long like [?] v
2:30 sharp, i expect the opps to come pull up on me, get faded
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