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Nutella (feat. SUNiMAN & Zediam) [Remix] Video (MV)






O S K I - Nutella (feat. SUNiMAN & Zediam) [Remix] Lyrics




Ay, ay

I'm boutta kill this f*ckin' game
Risin up to fame
All these other bitches lame
Got Nutella in they brain, yea
I be going hard, yea
You ain't got no bars, yea
Empty credit card, rappin really ain't this hard, yea

You see me runnin' up on ya, gettin' that bread
No intonation, bitch are you dead
You're like 11, go back to bed
I'm tired as f*ck bro I should go to bed
Got shit to do tho, f*ck all of it
Cus I made this beat and it's f*ckin' lit
Look at me now, bitch look at me now
Cookin' up fire

I'm boutta kill this f*cking game
Like I'm on a murdering spree
'Cause I'm 'bout to burn it, this ain't a who done it, confession, the murderer's me
Why I'm like this I ain't got a reason
This shit is as easy as breathing
Every word is fire I can feel the burn like the sun plus a couple degrees

Now every day is Zedie season
I'm DJ Khaled with the keys
'Cause I'll be ripping of the hinges
If they don't wanna let me in
Yea everyday is Zedie season
I'm William Tell with the aim
Got melanin all on my skin
Inject Nutella in her brain

I know you don't care about me, I don't give a f*ck
Say that shit proudly, I'll make it to the top
Speaking on my name and I'll make sure that you stop
I got your girl next and she be giving top

I'm 'bout to kill this f*cking game, yeah
Rising up to fame
All these other niggas lame
Got Nutella in they brain
I am the villain like Bane (What?)
I don't cause love I cause pain (What?)
I don't think this shit is funny
Only thing sweet 'round here is honey

It's Whysuni, shoutout Hella SUNi
All these bitches chase me while im chasing money
So get away from me
Girl I know you love me (Girl I know you love me)
Girl I know you love me

'Cause I ain't f*cking playing, bitch I'm always on that grind, yeah
All them million dollar checks I'm tryna get 'em signed
I may look nice to you but bitch I'm really not that kind
Now pass me some Nutella just to elevate my mind
(Kill this f*ckin' game, yeah)
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Ay, ay

I'm boutta kill this f*ckin' game
Risin up to fame
All these other bitches lame
Got Nutella in they brain, yea
I be going hard, yea
You ain't got no bars, yea
Empty credit card, rappin really ain't this hard, yea

You see me runnin' up on ya, gettin' that bread
No intonation, bitch are you dead
You're like 11, go back to bed
I'm tired as f*ck bro I should go to bed
Got shit to do tho, f*ck all of it
Cus I made this beat and it's f*ckin' lit
Look at me now, bitch look at me now
Cookin' up fire

I'm boutta kill this f*cking game
Like I'm on a murdering spree
'Cause I'm 'bout to burn it, this ain't a who done it, confession, the murderer's me
Why I'm like this I ain't got a reason
This shit is as easy as breathing
Every word is fire I can feel the burn like the sun plus a couple degrees

Now every day is Zedie season
I'm DJ Khaled with the keys
'Cause I'll be ripping of the hinges
If they don't wanna let me in
Yea everyday is Zedie season
I'm William Tell with the aim
Got melanin all on my skin
Inject Nutella in her brain

I know you don't care about me, I don't give a f*ck
Say that shit proudly, I'll make it to the top
Speaking on my name and I'll make sure that you stop
I got your girl next and she be giving top

I'm 'bout to kill this f*cking game, yeah
Rising up to fame
All these other niggas lame
Got Nutella in they brain
I am the villain like Bane (What?)
I don't cause love I cause pain (What?)
I don't think this shit is funny
Only thing sweet 'round here is honey

It's Whysuni, shoutout Hella SUNi
All these bitches chase me while im chasing money
So get away from me
Girl I know you love me (Girl I know you love me)
Girl I know you love me

'Cause I ain't f*cking playing, bitch I'm always on that grind, yeah
All them million dollar checks I'm tryna get 'em signed
I may look nice to you but bitch I'm really not that kind
Now pass me some Nutella just to elevate my mind
(Kill this f*ckin' game, yeah)
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Writer: Luis Oscar Santos Figueroa, Samuel Sunday Saviye, Zadok Bamgboye-Umoru
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, O/B/O DistroKid

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