Nvr Losing Lyrics – Summrs
Just stay with your head and be cool
Don’t reach for no *** tool
I’ll put your ass on the news
Four pockets filled up with blues
I’m poppin’ these ***’ blues
They be copying everything that I do
I spent a three ball on my shoes
I’m finna get that Bentley with no roof, yeah
You know, for this Maybach, got the title approved
I don’t ever play around with my loot
I’m in the house, I don’t go to stu’s
Told that ***, “Call me back, I’m in the booth”
Soldier, made it out of the booth
Most of my niggas, they be loose screws
You know I don’t go nowhere without my tool
Bling, blaow
I got these diamonds in my ***’ tooth
On a light day, I pour up two
I’m in my feelings just like you
I get to striking at that dude
If you try playing me like I’m a fool
All you get to hearing is that bass boom
Boom, I spent this check on a pair of shoes
Leave his ass leakin’, no, I never lose
Check out my muhfuckin’ whip, yeah this *** cost a brick
And me and my partners ain’t beefing ’bout ***
‘Cause me and my partners come straight out the trenches
I’m losing myself to this cup and these ***
I’m standing on business, I’m getting my riches
Yeah, I’m in this *** bothered, straight off of the ***
I went and got an AP, I didn’t want no Richard
I’m through, this *** trippin’
Ain’t catching me slippin’, I’m ballin’ like Pippen
I fly with the birds, you know I’m the lieutenant
Got the Maybach frames and the *** would be tinted but the whip ain’t tinted you see who up in it
I met them niggas, get in, they go spinnin’
They hit at your fitted, ain’t leaving no witness
I’m really out *** and my *** think I’m trippin’
But I think I’m chillin’
But I’m a lil’ villain
I’m breaking their necks when I walk in the building
You thought I was finished, I’m *** as the ceiling
I hop on the beat, no, I’m never missing
When I check the squeezin’, no, I’m never missing
Yeah, I got my blicky ’cause I’m never slipping
You reach for my wrist and then you can go missing
Yeah, you can go missing
Just stay with your head and be cool
Don’t reach for no *** tool
I’ll put your ass on the news
Four pockets filled up with blues
I’m poppin’ these ***’ blues
They be copying everything that I do
I spent a three ball on my shoes
I’m finna get that Bentley with no roof, yeah
You know, for this Maybach, got the title approved
I don’t ever play around with my loot
I’m in the house, I don’t go to stu’s
Told that ***, “Call me back, I’m in the booth”
Soldier, made it out of the booth
Most of my niggas, they be loose screws
You know I don’t go nowhere without my tool
Bling, blaow
I got these diamonds in my ***’ tooth
On a light day, I pour up two
I’m in my feelings just like you
I get to striking at that dude
If you try playing me like I’m a fool
All you get to hearing is that bass boom
Boom, I spent this check on a pair of shoes
Leave his ass leakin’, no, I never lose