Nico Santana

(I love you so fucking much) Hey, how you doing It's me, Nico Free you What What What What Aye, slatt Slatt Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Let's go, Let's go, Let's go, Let's go, Let's go, Let's go Not touching these bitches (These bitches) Uh huh Mulaan on the fitted (The fitted) Uh huh Came up and I did it (I did) Uh huh Pull up and he shitted (shitted) Uh huh Mulaan you so awesome, okay shorty you know I get it She shitty cause I smoke a blunt when I hit it Mulaan got the baddest bitches in the city I only want money you know that I'm greedy Back from the dead, almost lost my head Heart so cold from the tears I shed Pretty boy don't fight, Glock 9 leave 'em dead Got all type of hoes and they all giving head Now I'll never fold, no I never been a fed My niggas pull up with a arm and a leg Kavo, Tay Tay, made the nigga see red I remember days trapping right out of the bed Balenci the shoes, black Ksubi's the legs Rick Owens the jacket, I did it again I off the lil' nigga, I did it in advance I got the lil' hoe want to get in my pants We rocking Margiela while boolin' in France Recouping, we stupid, the wok is advanced The codeine to strong, take it to the dome I'm holding two phones while I'm up in the sky COMME des GARÇONS, The denim the Chrome I do it alone, Mulaan you so fly No you not that guy You the same nigga got shot in his eye Ruler clip hit him, he def gonna die Ain't new to this, you the same nigga gone lie Stay true to this, f*ck that lil' hoe till she cry You already know that lil' hoe wasn't mine (Yeah) Off of the earth (The earth) Don't f*ck with niggas, you can't get a verse A Verse) F*ck on yo bitch then I buy her a purse F*ck with the gang, you gone ride in a hearse (A hearse) Left touch nigga, bad bitch reverse Dirty ass bitch can't touch this shirt (This shirt) Bitch made nigga, put 'em dead in the dirt She said you not doing it right if you don't make it hurt (Slatt) Me and twizzo, we skurt in a benzo You hearing the speakers rise to a crescendo Me and lil' Nico, we trap out the bando You play with my nigga, we hittin' the handles All of my niggas tote 30's and 40's Cause niggas be wylin', we blow out the candle Kanye the sandal Bad bitch she stay in Atlanta Rockin' Vlone on my flannel Slatt, Slatt