Bolumbus Day

(álbum: Whoop Tape - 2019)

Ain't no nigga out here like me, ay!
(Helluva Made This Beat Baby)

Ain't no nigga out here like me, not one
Only mothafucka thang like me is my gun
Let off fire, get to smoking everytime a nigga done
Crack a pint in my night, its the Eastside
Dat day one bitch I care for
I protect my feelings be careful (huh)
I be howling at the moon like a werewolf (ay)
I walk a nigga down while I'm barefoot
Got the brand new Yeezy boosts, bitch these my conceited shoes
No I never needed you, you can wait to see it through
I was out here leaving school, I was barely eating food
Put that powder on a spoon, don't inhale none of them fumes
I had drug dealers tools, I ain't hang around no fools
My bandanna made me bool, my great nana gave me a ruger
Cutting up while she cookin and yo bitch keep lookin
Bookin at her bio for nothing
I'm on Wyo and something, trying to get my cliola something
I dont know why hoes be frontin? Im the most honest nigga
Try me get smoke out me, nigga, you know I bring hoe out the nigga
How we go bout it, nigga, push the dope out it, nigga
If I get the trap house, I get the most out it, nigga
I ain't never had love for no both sided nigga
Put that beam on his nose, he a cross eyed-ed nigga
Blew his face off, he a close casket nigga
He only doing drama films, he a no action nigga (ay)
Ice all on a Skuba, I'm a young flashy nigga
Choppa got the attachments from Go Gadget, nigga (Huh)
I got it now, you use to have it, he jelly, aye
Band aid all under his eye, like he Nelly, aye
Yo bitch Tiffany Haddish, she ready, aye
I took a selfy with that hoe, me baddie, aye (Uh)
[?] seen me getting busy, working while I'm working
He know Skuba get it in off perks and purping
Home games be the best, my turf got burners
Any nigga disrespect me is worth that murder
Hold a 50 round with much concern, you gon' fucking learn
Choppa on this bitch and make her squirm, well I leave the [?]
We gon leave em straighter then a perm and we let it burn
Take my time to think of better words, rush em for the birds
We be really trappin on the first, they rushin to curb
I been selling syr' on [?] baby that's my word
Told you Skuba Steve ain't no Curry, nigga I conquer
Pull up n coordinate then, bang, nigga in a concussion
I feel like Columbus, I was in in this bitch when it was nothing
Bitches ain't about nothin, always got they hand out for somethin
Skuba Steve get the runnin from them bitches, never ran from no nigga
Can't stand no nigga, sauce it down, shoot cans through niggas (Huh)