Have that same muthaf#ckin energy in person
Get yo #ss popped in the face just for purpin
2 baby momma’s one vanilla one Hershey
He ain’t never had a job, got grabbed now he workin
First was a student I’m a master like Percy
I can put a suit on or rock a jersey
Gotta stick together like we writin up in cursive
All this drip got the b#tches lookin thirsty
Bricks came in transported from the jungle
Know we said 1 on 1 but we still might jump you
Get the bag clean hand off don’t fumble
Lil b#tch go for hours ion feel like humpin
Usеd to serve grams upgraded to a unclе
This sh#t too easy so it’s hard to be humble
Floatin in a vette, but we used to ride bubbles
Got real rap dreams wit a dope game hustle
All I wanna do is trap, she think I’m boring…
b#tch got blocked but she thinkin I ignored her
All 100’s goin through the counter I adore it
Ion write books, you ain’t gettin my side of the story
Ridin through yo hood lit.. Who I can sh#t on
Clean than a maf#cka.. Wit that sh#t on
Yea I got these bricks in these couch but ain’t gon sit on em
My bro got a way of lovin girls he like to hit on em
I can’t tell nobody wat I’m really goin through
Ion trust nobody, but they made it normal
I’m f#cked up first I’ll kill you then warn you
We gon get his body dugged n#gg# like 4’2
I got no feelins ain’t no pain over money
When a opp die its like the game winnin jumper
Feelin good might cop the range for the summer
If you cop a lil more and we can change up the numbers
Man these n#gg#s swear they errthang but fake
Why err time I win you be lookin frustrated
You wonn on board at first na n#gg# I’m straight
n#gg#s wanna eat wit me like we on a lunch break
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Nique Got-It Lyrics – Lunch Break