NVR Losing

Lyrics

[Chorus] Just stay with your head and be cool Don't reach for my fucking tool I'll put your ass on the news Four pockets filled up with blues I'm poppin' these fuckin' blues They be copyin' everything that I do I spent a three ball on my shoes I'm finna get that Bentley with no roof, yeah You, for this Maybach, got the title approved I don't ever play around with my loot I'm in the house, I don't go to stu' Tell that bitch, "Call me back, I'm in the booth" Soldier, made it out of the boot Most of my niggas, they be loose screws You know I ain't goin' nowhere without my tool Bling, blaow I got these diamonds on my fuckin' tooth On a light day, I pour a two I bе in my feelings just like you, ooh, ooh I get to strikin' at that dude If you try to play mе like I'm a fool All you get to hearin' is that bitch boom Boom, I spent this check on a pair of shoes Leave his ass leakin', I never lose, ooh [Verse] Check out my muhfuckin' whip, yeah, this bitch cost a brick And me and my partners ain't beefin' 'bout bitches 'Cause me and my partners came straight out the trenches I'm losin' myself to this cup and these bitches I'm standin' on business, I'm gettin' my riches Came in this bitch bothered, straight off of the bitches I went and got an AP, I didn't want no Richard I'm through, this bitch trippin' Ain't catchin' me slippin', I'm ballin' like Pippen I'm fly with the birds, you know I'm the lieutenant Got the Maybach frames and the bitch would be tinted But the whip ain't tinted, you see who up in it I met them niggas, get in, they go spinnin' They hit at your fitted, ain't leavin' no witness I'm really a hothead, my bitch think I'm trippin' But I think I'm chillin' But I'm a lil' villain I'm breakin' their necks when I walk in the building You thought I was finished, I'm high as the ceiling And I hop on the beat, you know I'm never missin' When I check the squeezin', you know I'm never missin' Yeah, I got my blicky 'cause I'm never slippin' You reach for my wrist and then you can go missin' Grrr, fa-fo Yeah, you can go missin' [Chorus] Just stay with your head and be cool Don't reach for my fucking tool I'll put your ass on the news Four pockets filled up with blues I'm poppin' these fuckin' blues They be copyin' everything that I do I spent a three ball on my shoes I'm finna get that Bentley with no roof, yeah You, for this Maybach, got the title approved I don't ever play around with my loot I'm in the house, I don't go to stu' Tell that bitch, "Call me back, I'm in the booth" Soldier, made it out of the boot Most of my niggas, they be loose screws You know I ain't goin' nowhere without my tool Bling, blaow I got these diamonds on my fuckin' tooth On a light day, I pour a two I be in my feelings just like you, ooh, ooh I get to strikin' at that dude If you try to play me like I'm a fool All you get to hearin' is that bitch boom Boom, I spent this check on a pair of shoes Leave his ass leakin', I never lose, ooh