Stark brought a whole bottle of moet with the bottle in the pocket nd all, nack got some moet and hit a home run, divino cant see out the hoodie, hidden got polo on with a ski mask and fitted waving a pole. Shit classic
I saw a clip of Nack hitting the home run on twitter and lost my fucking mind. I can’t believe I’m finally finding this track. This shit is a hidden gem.
Pff Blow out your candle, yo, before you get lit Light up a light-brown lesbian (Aha) Listen, let me get heavy, lethality, leave you old dead on that strip (Mystery with the beam), aha I'm fuckin' buggin' like coincidence Feelin' sexual (Yeah), everything better, bet I shoot that kid in his- Son, that's how real it is (Pop! Pop!) You pray to Beelzebub Leviticus (Yo) The persian period, I clip it while she on her period (Aha) You niggas fear the drip, fly out delirious I see the predеcessors (Fuck you lookin' at?) Leave thе kid never had two in common Live the life you wanna live, I can show these lightskins- (Wax facts) Ayo, ayo, I move that curb candy, word to my family Be with the drama like the mailbox, take calamity, clap infront of momma (Mami mia ma) To a sauna, I move the weight right out the stoop In the summer givin' anybody the business (Ah), like I'm bettin' on numbers (Ching) You like bettin' on other people, son (Oh, nah) You not my people, ain't never get heigher pieces (You ain't never come correct) I'm not a snob, I swear I'm silencer, not speak with a snub (Pop-pop) Chick, change the beat, test the Tesla I tote the token, (Go 'head, baby) bar for every- (Yeah) Ayo, ayo, I shot up more coppers, small pop, predecessor on your block I'm out the law, akh, (Aha) I score shots, set it off like Latvia, nigga, uh Leave you like mangos, with sneakers, hangle-dangled on street lights Light work, and wash you like a stain off my shirt, nigga (Yo)
