Acasa > Versuri > Versuri Straine > Nardo Wick – Demon Mode

Nardo Wick – Demon Mode

Lyrics Demon Mode – Nardo Wick

Ain’t got to turn on demon mode
That s**t be automatic
Ain’t got to tell her, take ’em, off
That s**t be automatic
See this lil’ cube on the back
It make it automatic
N**ga ain’t teach me to be real
That s**t was automatic

Gave her what’s under my belly, now, she love me
Walk in the building, now, all the pretty b**ches tug me
Her hair got caught on my chain when she tried to hug me
Found out I hit his ho, he see me and he mug me
Every time I see the camera, throw the gang up
We some dogs and got on chains, but, they can’t tame us
Every time that one corner get hit up, they blame us
We like a record label, make a n**ga flame us

Say he a lion, okay lion, still p**sy
I’m like, bro, why the f**k you keep lookin’
They mad this beat can have the whole crowd duckin’
The clip got somethin’ in it, pull it ’til it’s nothin’
They got h*es in the .. racks in the duffle
Choppers in the Sprinter Van bust a n**ga bubble
They say I’m all alone, I see they in a group
But, this lil’ cube on the back’ll break up a n**ga huddle

What’s the plan, what’s the word
You say they over there, f**k it, go and swerve
We really get into it, we really do it
We livin’ what we rappin’, we not just makin’ music
Pull up 30D, but, I’m by myself
Nardo, what you mean I got like twenty-nine shells
Hop that patty cake, that mean I hop that clappin’ s**t
Hop that Will Smith, that mean I hop that smackin’ s**t

And I keep that pipe, I feel like Pookie, n**ga
I’m so icy, boy, I feel like Gucci, n**ga
I make yo’ block hot, I think I’m Tunechi, n**ga
My lil’ badass, I feel like Boosie, n**ga
She got the nerve to pop a Perc’ before I f**k her
Put yo’ phone in the safe, we can cuddle
We can f**k a thousand times, still ain’t a couple
Or take you shoppin’ ’cause I’m happy, I ain’t no sucker

Just like I left the barber shop, I’m comin’ trim
Pull over, give you wood, yeah, I’m one of them
Blam ’em in the mall, yeah, I’m one of them
Damn, p**sy boy can’t call me, one of them

Pull up in what you run on in the ‘Burbs
Threat who come again, say what
Lil’ n**ga got some nerves
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
That because of words
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Got what he deserve

Pull up Trackhawk
Farm in my hood, lot of horses in ’em
She like a gun range
Know that ‘ussy good, I keep bustin’ in it
Like a toothpick
Stick to his teeth like it’s somethin’ in it
Pointin’ fingers, move it back
And forth until you hear it clickin’…

Written by Nardo Wick, Trademark
Album: Who is Nardo Wick??
Produced by Trademark
Nardo Wick | 2022

Nardo Wick – Demon Mode

Mai multe de la

Asculta Online

Share

S-ar putea sa iti placa si

Versuri noi