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Nonchalant! Video (MV)




Performed By: Super$aiyane
Language: English
Length: 2:39
Written by: Edgar Charles




Super$aiyane - Nonchalant! Lyrics
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What you gon' do with that
What you gon' do with that stick, huh
What you gon' do with that blick, huh
What you gon' do with that stick, huh
What you gon' do with that blick, huh (Super Saiyan E, yeah)
What you gon' do with that stick, huh
What you gon' do with that blick, huh, haha
Don't give a f*ck, bitch I'm nonchalant (Uh huh)
Glock on me f*ck a 1-on-1
Shut the f*ck up, bitch let me smoke this blunt
Keep it a stack, gotta keep it blunt
All purple in that corduroy
Hatin' on me but don't know the boy
Shootin' shit like I'm Brandon Roy
I'm from Cali not no Illinois
But I know niggas from Illinois
Forgot that silencer, I made hella noise
I f*cked her best friend just to prove a point
I'm high as f*ck, nigga off a joint
Boost my ego, bitch I'm a joint
He tried to rob me with a hi point
Send his ass to the highest point
She love when I talk with my high voice
I say what I want 'cause it's my voice
I do what I want 'cause it's my choice
Crackin' a cold one with the boys, yeah
Girl I ain't tryna be buddy-buddy
Wipe that boy nose like that shit be runnin'
All of these Percs f*ckin' with my (stomach)
All of these Percs f*ckin' with my stomach
Niggas keep hating boy keep it coming
Look at the monster that you becoming
Boy I'm chillin' I ain't doin' nothing, yeah
Don't give a f*ck, bitch I'm nonchalant
Glock on me f*ck a 1-on-1
Shut the f*ck up, bitch let me smoke this blunt
Keep it a stack, gotta keep it blunt
All purple in that corduroy
Hatin' on me but don't know the boy
Shootin' shit like I'm Brandon Roy
I'm from Cali not no Illinois
But I know niggas from Illinois
Forgot that silencer, I made hella noise
I f*cked her bestfriend just to prove a point
I'm high as f*ck, nigga off a joint
Boost my ego, bitch I'm a joint
He tried to rob me with a hi point
Send his ass to the highest point
I'm high as f*ck, nigga off a joint
Boost my ego, bitch I'm a joint
He tried to rob me with a hi point
Send his ass to the highest point
What you gon' do with that stick, huh
What you gon' do with that blick, huh
What you gon' do with that stick, huh
What you gon' do with that blick, huh
I said what you gon' do with that stick, huh
What you gon' do with that blick, huh
What you gon' do with that stick, huh
What you gon' do with that blick, huh
(Hellcat racks)
Shoot, shoot, shoot (Super Saiyan E, yeah, aye, yeah)
Go, go, go, uh huh, uh huh
Yeah, woah, yeah, woah, aye
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What you gon' do with that
What you gon' do with that stick, huh
What you gon' do with that blick, huh
What you gon' do with that stick, huh
What you gon' do with that blick, huh (Super Saiyan E, yeah)
What you gon' do with that stick, huh
What you gon' do with that blick, huh, haha
Don't give a f*ck, bitch I'm nonchalant (Uh huh)
Glock on me f*ck a 1-on-1
Shut the f*ck up, bitch let me smoke this blunt
Keep it a stack, gotta keep it blunt
All purple in that corduroy
Hatin' on me but don't know the boy
Shootin' shit like I'm Brandon Roy
I'm from Cali not no Illinois
But I know niggas from Illinois
Forgot that silencer, I made hella noise
I f*cked her best friend just to prove a point
I'm high as f*ck, nigga off a joint
Boost my ego, bitch I'm a joint
He tried to rob me with a hi point
Send his ass to the highest point
She love when I talk with my high voice
I say what I want 'cause it's my voice
I do what I want 'cause it's my choice
Crackin' a cold one with the boys, yeah
Girl I ain't tryna be buddy-buddy
Wipe that boy nose like that shit be runnin'
All of these Percs f*ckin' with my (stomach)
All of these Percs f*ckin' with my stomach
Niggas keep hating boy keep it coming
Look at the monster that you becoming
Boy I'm chillin' I ain't doin' nothing, yeah
Don't give a f*ck, bitch I'm nonchalant
Glock on me f*ck a 1-on-1
Shut the f*ck up, bitch let me smoke this blunt
Keep it a stack, gotta keep it blunt
All purple in that corduroy
Hatin' on me but don't know the boy
Shootin' shit like I'm Brandon Roy
I'm from Cali not no Illinois
But I know niggas from Illinois
Forgot that silencer, I made hella noise
I f*cked her bestfriend just to prove a point
I'm high as f*ck, nigga off a joint
Boost my ego, bitch I'm a joint
He tried to rob me with a hi point
Send his ass to the highest point
I'm high as f*ck, nigga off a joint
Boost my ego, bitch I'm a joint
He tried to rob me with a hi point
Send his ass to the highest point
What you gon' do with that stick, huh
What you gon' do with that blick, huh
What you gon' do with that stick, huh
What you gon' do with that blick, huh
I said what you gon' do with that stick, huh
What you gon' do with that blick, huh
What you gon' do with that stick, huh
What you gon' do with that blick, huh
(Hellcat racks)
Shoot, shoot, shoot (Super Saiyan E, yeah, aye, yeah)
Go, go, go, uh huh, uh huh
Yeah, woah, yeah, woah, aye
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Writer: Edgar Charles
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