Nathaniel

Lyrics

[Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa] Shawty keep on tripping, bitching 'bout Nathaniel I told her to believe in Flippa like I'm Daniel 'Cause I've been stacking Frank and Jacksons like I'm Samual And if he ohe me paper, we gon' crush [?] In the cully like I'm Sully with my feet up Safe house count pound, only time I meet up Bitches mad at me, 'cause I [?] don't link up If shawty keep this going, the safe gon' be a Brinks Truck [Verse 1: Skippa Da Flippa] Too many sticks round me, [?] up Old rappers talking 'bout us, then they get beat up Posting fake addies for a bitch, you police work Catch a couple, then I'm gone and get my eat up Ten star pass, I still fuck with the amenities I've done what I've done, so I still hide my idenity Bitch don't get it right, then I throw a flag for a penelty My best friend [?] he gon' pick off all my enomies [?] finna close on a villa You new niggas just poppin, you ain't stepping on no niggas Pay me in pink and blues, shit, I love me a mixture I'ma stick and move, if she don't see the bigger picture Something fine if she mine, I don't mind the wine and dine First thing you did was fold, you couldn't wait to drop a dime [?] shots, they on me, we go up when it's time Upper eshalon don, I'm too smooth for a crime [Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa] Shawty keep on tripping, bitching 'bout Nathaniel I told her to believe in Flippa like I'm Daniel 'Cause I've been stacking Frank and Jacksons like I'm Samual And if he ohe me paper, we gon' crush [?] In the cully like I'm Sully with my feet up Safe house count pound, only time I meet up Bitches mad at me, 'cause I [?] don't link up If shawty keep this going, the safe gon' be a Brinks Truck [Verse 2: Skilla Baby] 5000 dollar L.V.'s on I was getting money when Soulja Boy was my ringtone Button on my blicky, ain't gon' lie, this bitch a cheat code I was selling crack, man, this rap shit like free [?] I told my hitta, hit him, get him, get them bricks in and flip them I know growers, I know blowers, I'm the monkey in the middle Please don't play me [?] pistol whip a nigga with my pistol Put that brush on his wave cap, bend him like [?] Pinky ring on bling bling, man, this bitch cost me a nickle I put that ice around Billy like he living in an iglue Bust down my Bezzle, I'm chilling I sell fake percs to the gremlins 30 pointers in my pendent Petty ass boy, quit penny pintching Ain't no [?] keep this bitch [?] I'm the youngest nigga in a Presi from my block [Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa] Shawty keep on tripping, bitching 'bout Nathaniel I told her to believe in Flippa like I'm Daniel 'Cause I've been stacking Frank and Jacksons like I'm Samual And if he ohe me paper, we gon' crush [?] In the cully like I'm Sully with my feet up Safe house count pound, only time I meet up Bitches mad at me, 'cause I [?] don't link up If shawty keep this going, the safe gon' be a Brinks Truck