Helmut

Lyrics

[Intro] (New York City, you listen to me, if you're near a convenience store right now, any type of 24-hour store, go into the store right now, and put your hand in the cash register for no reason) (Ayo, this Nickk) Uh, uh [Chorus] Baby I need Helmut, I need Raf 'Bout to cop Ksubi's, throw it in the bag Glock, it got extended mag, get like me And I'm always on her mind I'm there, rent free Honestly [Verse 1] This nigga said he checking chicken out the bitch, like no way We know that nigga ain't finna shoot, put that pole away And I heard yo girl finna choose, put yo ho away My bitch finna come real soon, put yo clothes away Baby, I'm just playing, I'm just cappin' I be eatin' up Hibachi, why these niggas eating rations? And my Glock butt-naked, I need to cop me new attachments I knew these niggas been pussy, I can tell by how they actin' Ou-wee Baby I got them,—uh Baby I got them mood-swings Baby I don't know Hop in a Scat, I'm gone 3.5, nigga, that strong Don't ask me to put you on Nigga been broke for too long I got shoes- [?] [Chorus] Baby I need Helmut, I need Raf 'Bout to cop Ksubi's, throw it in the bag Glock, it got extended mag, get like me And I'm always on her mind I'm there, rent free Honestly [Verse 2] [?] bout these niggas ain't got no mack [?] broke as fuck, and they still mad I don't get that, flexing all them lil' racks Lil' nigga put it back Lil' nigga put it back I fucked my dream girl with the lights on She shaking ass in the club soon as it's my song You pushing thirty [?] ass can't even put you on Correct me if I'm wrong, but you took too long Correct me if I'm wrong, we should get it uh-uh Im that type of nigga that like being alone Stop asking questions bout shit because I'm too strung Stop asking questions bout shit because I'm too strung, uhhh