A Nicca stay chose believe that shit playboy
I'm what she want Nicca die mad
Or choose peace and live
I'ma live me
She say I'm all she need
She say it's heavenly
She where the gangstas be
She wanna f*ck with me
Best not to f*ck with me
Shit could get ugly
Something like UFC
F*ck around
You'a see
Where he go
I ain't see
In the streets
We don't see
In the streets
We don't speak
I am not industry
I'm a communist
Not a capitalist
Just the top of list
You can't topple this
I'm her favorite
She gone gobble this
Got this Nicca pissed
And no stopping this
Like Arab planes
Through metropolis
Ask yourself what would you do for the love
Of a good woman
There's one of them out there for you too bruh
Just not this one
She say I'm all she need
She say she wanna breed
She tasting hella sweet
She ride while smoking weed
High like a parapet
She is not abstinent
She got a Nicca stiff
She told me scratch and sniff
Head is immaculate
Shit is just scandalous
I can not handle it
Better go handle this
I'm in her throat just like oxygen
Hands together for the sin
Use to follow them politics
Now I only hunt dead presidents
Tankie said he a communist
That make bastard the optimist
Wrist on Ben 10 got a omnitrix
That's gon make some niggas sick
Wit the racket that Wimbledon
Touch her soul when I touch the pen
Call him UPS I'm delivering
She hate the snake that she livin wit
Same as Snape that boy slithering
Late night don't know where he been
She know the bastard got foreplay
She wanna get it in all ways
Keep me some racks in my wardrobe
He on ET tryna phone home
I'm on her back like a t-shirt
Break the bed down when I give work
Ain't a fair game if I flirt
She'll be at the house but see us first
Told the bastard I'm all she need
Credit union she can bank on me
And that's till the boy RIP
Treat her like gang that's just how it be
Stay her in hair same as Durags
That cat got thunder I had to smash
One of mine than yo ass is discreet
Ain't no room throwing shade at a G
Lil Tankie - Metropolis (feat. OneGreatBastard) Lyrics
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A Nicca stay chose believe that shit playboy
I'm what she want Nicca die mad
Or choose peace and live
I'ma live me
She say I'm all she need
She say it's heavenly
She where the gangstas be
She wanna f*ck with me
Best not to f*ck with me
Shit could get ugly
Something like UFC
F*ck around
You'a see
Where he go
I ain't see
In the streets
We don't see
In the streets
We don't speak
I am not industry
I'm a communist
Not a capitalist
Just the top of list
You can't topple this
I'm her favorite
She gone gobble this
Got this Nicca pissed
And no stopping this
Like Arab planes
Through metropolis
Ask yourself what would you do for the love
Of a good woman
There's one of them out there for you too bruh
Just not this one
She say I'm all she need
She say she wanna breed
She tasting hella sweet
She ride while smoking weed
High like a parapet
She is not abstinent
She got a Nicca stiff
She told me scratch and sniff
Head is immaculate
Shit is just scandalous
I can not handle it
Better go handle this
I'm in her throat just like oxygen
Hands together for the sin
Use to follow them politics
Now I only hunt dead presidents
Tankie said he a communist
That make bastard the optimist
Wrist on Ben 10 got a omnitrix
That's gon make some niggas sick
Wit the racket that Wimbledon
Touch her soul when I touch the pen
Call him UPS I'm delivering
She hate the snake that she livin wit
Same as Snape that boy slithering
Late night don't know where he been
She know the bastard got foreplay
She wanna get it in all ways
Keep me some racks in my wardrobe
He on ET tryna phone home
I'm on her back like a t-shirt
Break the bed down when I give work
Ain't a fair game if I flirt
She'll be at the house but see us first
Told the bastard I'm all she need
Credit union she can bank on me
And that's till the boy RIP
Treat her like gang that's just how it be
Stay her in hair same as Durags
That cat got thunder I had to smash
One of mine than yo ass is discreet
Ain't no room throwing shade at a G
I'm what she want Nicca die mad
Or choose peace and live
I'ma live me
She say I'm all she need
She say it's heavenly
She where the gangstas be
She wanna f*ck with me
Best not to f*ck with me
Shit could get ugly
Something like UFC
F*ck around
You'a see
Where he go
I ain't see
In the streets
We don't see
In the streets
We don't speak
I am not industry
I'm a communist
Not a capitalist
Just the top of list
You can't topple this
I'm her favorite
She gone gobble this
Got this Nicca pissed
And no stopping this
Like Arab planes
Through metropolis
Ask yourself what would you do for the love
Of a good woman
There's one of them out there for you too bruh
Just not this one
She say I'm all she need
She say she wanna breed
She tasting hella sweet
She ride while smoking weed
High like a parapet
She is not abstinent
She got a Nicca stiff
She told me scratch and sniff
Head is immaculate
Shit is just scandalous
I can not handle it
Better go handle this
I'm in her throat just like oxygen
Hands together for the sin
Use to follow them politics
Now I only hunt dead presidents
Tankie said he a communist
That make bastard the optimist
Wrist on Ben 10 got a omnitrix
That's gon make some niggas sick
Wit the racket that Wimbledon
Touch her soul when I touch the pen
Call him UPS I'm delivering
She hate the snake that she livin wit
Same as Snape that boy slithering
Late night don't know where he been
She know the bastard got foreplay
She wanna get it in all ways
Keep me some racks in my wardrobe
He on ET tryna phone home
I'm on her back like a t-shirt
Break the bed down when I give work
Ain't a fair game if I flirt
She'll be at the house but see us first
Told the bastard I'm all she need
Credit union she can bank on me
And that's till the boy RIP
Treat her like gang that's just how it be
Stay her in hair same as Durags
That cat got thunder I had to smash
One of mine than yo ass is discreet
Ain't no room throwing shade at a G
Writer: Amoja Sumler, Rodney Johnson
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