Nickel
To all my ladies, what up, what up
To my dawg, to my dawg, what up

To all my flawless baby mamas following my baby mama
On Halloween, she remind me of my baby mama
She honestly believe I would leave my baby
Mama
She gotta have a body like Amari Bailey mama
A face like Laurie Harvey, great vagina
Some real estate in awesome places, off lakes with office space behind them
Create so many happy days, I call myself the Fonz
Flesh of God, pressure high, Ryan, Orion, belt dеsign

It's not a time where I ain't fеlt divine Even when round the clock, I held the nine
Letting the devil buy and sell the time It gets telling when you scaling, clienteling
Crime
L
You get the smelling, frying, milling, flying
Shelling, swine
The safe routes to race dudes and they knew Chevelles
The great Cooper straight abused, they used Camaros
The nine blew straight through the barrel
Through, they suit apparel
Divine cruise, they suit Samarro
In fresh apparel, I'm white famous like I'm Jay Pharoah
This is my panel, don't like what I say, then change the channel
She like to smoke and hump, so I call this bitch a camel
Lit a candle, then opened that plump pussy at a narrow angle
Told her I'm not down to hold her, but I'll give her a strangle
She got a man, so she keep silent about this D like Django
Couple hoes off of Bang Bros, blonde Rapunzels
Wanna get tangled, told her I'll make them stars
No spangle
No Banner, girl, I'm trying to get your pussy wet
Don't play with a player, baby, I'm the white Keith Sweat

I'm a freak, yes, I love to caress
Rub on your breasts while I nut on your neck
Technically speaking, while we freakin, I got a kink
Come here, let me lick on your teeth, hit up Kiki
Give her an Arizona, grabbed her ass like I just had the Palmer

She screamed out, hey, like the theme song for Arthur
I'm a pussy monster, grew up on Em and Dwayne Carter
Funny how, after she gave me brain, all her friends started to say
She gotten smarter, last year Em heard my track

Now I feel like a Kool G on every track
I've been going harder, no Khalid, Kanye, or T-Pain
I'm the ultra lord of rap, that's word to Shane
Y'all a bunch of Carls, fat fucks with a death wish
Y'all been wishing for these llamas to come your way, Bang

Yo, baby mama at the club
Yo, baby mama at the club
Yo, baby mama at the club
Dancing with fools, smoking your bud
Yo, baby mama at the club
Yo, baby mama at the club
Yeah, she don't show you no love
She's in the bathroom and she's getting fucked

Fuck yo' baby mama
Fuck yo' baby mama
Fuck the drama
And fuck the drama
Fuck this song ahhh Did I just stutter

Man, this fucking lean is hitting me Lean
It's about to be history
History
Dudja and Royce
Bang!
Finish them
Yo, baby mama got syphilis
Syphilis