Nick Van*

Lyrics from Snippet

[Intro]

Fuck

Brrt

Ayo

[Verse]

Cocaine got a nigga fly like this (Ah)

Project elevator smell like piss

Missed the fuck nigga but his man got hit (Grrt)

Nick Van action with the pill, I was lit (Ah)

Get bored, talk shit on Twitter 'cause I'm rich (Woo)

Shit on bum niggas everyday 'cause they bitch (Woo)

Niggas wanna kill me everyday 'cause they bitch (Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom)

Scratch the serial numbers off, it's legit (Ah)

Peace to my all diamonds, peace to all my cribs (Mm)

Feds in the Amazon trucks takin' pics (Ah)

Bust the duct tape, [?] 'cause it's fish (Mm)

Y'all ain't ever ever fly like this (Uh-uh)

I was droppin' ten bricks off in a Lyft (Woo)

Central Park nigga, word to Munch, word to Dip (Rest in peace P)

Leroy Ave, Uncle Bacon was the shit (Woo)

Rob your dope spot, gave all the ones to Flip (Ah)

I was on Broadway gettin' me in enriched (Mm)

All my jewels in broad day, nigga, I'm le—

Top hill, 5K the pot wheel

Nigga took all of his jewels off, got shot still (Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom)

Green dot your noggin, get your top peeled

The Moschino Mach sealed, Versace shot kill

Remember wholesale, remember three days straight on Moselle

Niggas always tend to hand the eights through the doorbell

Trucks from Arizona, every month gettin' poubelles

Shoot your whole fuckin' block up, nigga, oh well

Your bitch got my crosses on her hand, on her toenails

I ain't even fucked the bitch yet, she my ho still

Count about nine hundred, house 'bout four mill'

Fuck this rap shit, I got the plug on the post still

Still goin' state to state, dope in the door still

Meet me on exit eight, park by the roadkill

Niggas wear shiesty masks, gloves with the pole still

Make a wish in two-twenty-two, that's my hope still

Might get a young country bitch like GloRill'

For real

[Outro]

Fourth Rope, nigga