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back to long island - nikshoww lyrics

(hook) *
i’m with your b*tch and i give her my s*m*n
smokin’ on gas, yeah i be cheifin’
f*ckin’ your thot and i got that b*tch queefing
clap from the back and that ass i be squeezin’
i be with gang and we clap at the opps
f*ckin’ your b*tch and i’m shootin’ your pops
play with my body, that’s how you get shot
talk on my name and you bound to get dropped
if you wanna beef then you’ll see that i’m like that
i’m with your b*tch, i ain’t payin’ the price tag
she say i’m fire, she ain’t know i made that
we got the drop and i tell the bro fade that
i got a shawty and i just might f*ck her
i got the chop and i named that b*tch buster
i’m wearin’ my fours and i better not scuff ’em
they talk on my name and i tell my bro bust ’em
you see my drip and you know i ain’t pay for it
they hеar my flow and they said that i’m made for it
she wanna f*ck but i madе that hoe wait for it
i’m in the sheets and that b*tch is a rainforest
i’m in the trap with the gang and we lit
b*tch, i’ma f*ck but i’ll never give kiss
i been a demon, i don’t need no rizz
and don’t move around ’cause this glock got a kick
i’m sippin’ that sh*t and that sh*t is not water
i f*ck on a model, i f*ck on her daughter
i be on doordash like where is my order
smokin’ exotic like that sh*t from florida
take her to school and we takin’ a test
i been with your treesh and we makin’ a mess
i catch you lackin’ shoot you like a pest
i been with your treesh, you ain’t know we had s*x
(bridge) *
your boyfriend, he flexin’ with them bands but i got ten
i ran up on his momma and he seen me and he f*ckin’ ran
she call me her father now she f*ckin’ on the f*ckin’ clan
i pull up to the island, b*tch i’m not makin’ no f*ckin’ mends

(hook) *
i’m with your b*tch and i give her my s*m*n
smokin’ on gas, yeah i be cheifin’
f*ckin’ your thot and i got that b*tch queefing
clap from the back and that ass i be squeezin’
i be with gang and we clap at the opps
f*ckin’ your b*tch and i’m shootin’ your pops
play with my body, that’s how you get shot
talk on my name and you bound to get dropped
if you wanna beef then you’ll see that i’m like that
i’m with your b*tch, i ain’t payin’ the price tag
she say i’m fire, she ain’t know i made that
we got the drop and i tell the bro fade that
i got a shawty and i just might f*ck her
i got the chop and i named that b*tch buster
i’m wearin’ my fours and i better not scuff ’em
they talk on my name and i tell my bro bust ’em
you see my drip and you know i ain’t pay for it
they hear my flow and they said that i’m made for it
she wanna f*ck but i made that hoe wait for it
i’m in the sheets and that b*tch is a rainforest
i’m in the trap with the gang and we lit
b*tch, i’ma f*ck but i’ll never give kiss
i been a demon, i don’t need no rizz
and don’t move around ’cause this glock got a kick
i’m sippin’ that sh*t and that sh*t is not water
i f*ck on a model, i f*ck on her daughter
i be on doordash like where is my order
smokin’ exotic like that sh*t from florida
take her to school and we takin’ a test
i been with your treesh and we makin’ a mess
i catch you lackin’ shoot you like a pest
i been with your treesh, you ain’t know we had s*x

- nikshoww lyrics

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