​nan lyrics

[Intro]
Maybe everybody has a blindspot
Yeah (No pressure, at all)
Yeah

[Chrous]
I had to forget about you, 'cause you was f*ckin' with my mind
And I don't wanna hear you talk, unless that sh*t about funds
Lil' thick ho got buns, thumb through the stack, no ones
These n*ggas tryin' too hard, a young n*gga just havin' fun
Them n*ggas stabbed me in the back, think it's 'cause they knew I was the one
I'ma keep stackin' up tracks, let it all out when the time come
I start rockin' outlet, all black, yeah, drip somethin' like the sun
I'm the n*gga known to speak facts, 'cause a n*gga ain't goin' for none

[Refrain]
I thank God, I ain't have to knock a f*ck n*gga off today
Told bro, "I don't give a f*ck 'bout them blogs"
I'ma let thеm say what they wanna say
Them boys keep runnin' up their mouth, but I know nonе of them boys gettin' paper
I keep droppin' songs, I keep flickin' up, give a f*ck 'bout a hater

[Verse]
Flick up in that new drip, uh, I bought her some new sh*t, uh
Give a f*ck 'bout a fake n*gga, I don't need nobody at all
Cop a BBL, so she can go show her body off
And I peep how these n*ggas move, so I'm tryna go up without y'all
[Refrain]
I thank God, I ain't have to knock a f*ck n*gga off today
Told bro, "I don't give a f*ck 'bout them blogs"
I'ma let them say what they wanna say
Them boys keep runnin' up their mouth, but I know none of them boys gettin' paper
I keep droppin' songs, I keep flickin' up, give a f*ck 'bout a hater

[Chrous]
I had to forget about you, 'cause you was f*ckin' with my mind
And I don't wanna hear you talk, unless that sh*t about funds
Lil' thick ho got buns, thumb through the stack, no ones
These n*ggas tryin' too hard, a young n*gga just havin' fun
Them n*ggas stabbed me in the back, think it's 'cause they knew I was the one
I'ma keep stackin' up tracks, let it all out when the time come
I start rockin' outlet, all black, yeah, drip somethin' like the sun
I'm the n*gga known to speak facts, 'cause a n*gga ain't goin' for none