​​nerves lyrics

by

1oneam



[Intro]
Ha, ha

[Chorus]
Ay, kickin' that b*tch straight to the curb
Broke ass n*ggas, they get on my nerves
I'm-I'm with my n*ggas, we comin' in first
Who-who is that n*gga, he live in the dirt
Jugg-juggin' his ass, get put on a shirt
Freak-freaky ass b*tch and she like to work
Talkin' on gang, yo ass get murked
n*ggas ain't outside, they stay on computers
n*ggas stay di*kriding, when they finna learn
n*ggas they cap, they-they got no shooter
Hot-hot ass bullets, they-they finna burn
n*ggas they square, It's Phineas and Ferb
Sippin' on mud like a god damn germ
He talkin' wild, that sh*t finna turn
He talkin' what, get kicked to the curb

[Verse]
Take-taking his sh*t, n*gga, I ain't finna sеrve
Hop in that spaceship, feel like a bird
Yеah, yeah
I-I carry that stick so I'm shooting yo sh*t
On my life, n*gga catching a b*tch
Yuh, broke n*ggas throwing a fit
I get a bag then I'm throwing that sh*t
Cop me some (N)ine then throw on the Ricks
Cop me some racks, woke up now I'm rich
She want a bag, want diamonds and sh*t
Give me the pounds and sh*t
She see the bags, [?]
n*ggas they clones, they might have to sell
I blew me a bag, how much I spent
Young Zen, n*gga, I'm spending yo rent
Young Zen, n*gga, I'm taking that check, yeah
[Chorus]
Ay, kickin' that b*tch straight to the curb
Broke ass n*ggas, they get on my nerves
I'm-I'm with my n*ggas, we comin' in first
Who-who is that n*gga, he live in the dirt
Jugg-juggin' his ass, get put on a shirt
Freak-freaky ass b*tch and she like to work
Talkin' on gang, yo ass get murked
n*ggas ain't outside, they stay on computers
n*ggas stay di*kriding, when they finna learn
n*ggas they cap, they-they got no shooter
Hot-hot ass bullets, they-they finna burn
n*ggas they square, It's Phineas and Ferb
Sippin' on mud like a god damn germ
He talkin' wild, that sh*t finna turn
He talkin' what, get kicked to the curb
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