NiNi lyrics

[Verse 1: Jay Furr]
You don't want smoke, n*gga, kill that
I speak the real so they feel that
You could run up and get peeled back
And the pack just got in, n*gga seal that
Got a big ass Glock with a kickback
And the bread on the way, n*gga sit back
And my slime with the sh*t, get your sh*t snatched
All my n*ggas came from nothin we got big racks
You ain't on sh*t, n*gga hop out
They forgot I'm a rich-ass dropout
Boy stop you is not with the pop house
You got caught then you turned to a cop now
You got out, heard you hang with the opps now?
Gettin racks boy I feel like your pops now
They be waitin on Lil Jay to drop now
Too much guap, man a n*gga done lost count
Truck super fast, can't leave me
Diamonds so hard you can see them in 3D
Imma a rich youngin, know you wanna be me
Through these Cartier frames, I can't see you like Stevie
Spend the racks, get it back it's a 3Peat
And a brand new Glock name it NiNi
I bought my b*tch Louis V, then she eat up
I'm havin plays, hold on let me re-up
n*ggas don't play cause they broker than Nina
Heard you want beef, you a fan when you see us
I'm having racks boy these n*ggas ain't feed us
We already won and they still trynna keep up

[Verse 2: SSG Splurge]
Look at my pocket, lil boy, these ain't V-bucks
I'm havin 6x more than your re-up
Make a n*gga jump criss-cross, shoot his feet up
I just got a new choppa and named that b*tch T-up
I ain't signin no deal cause know fool talkin peanuts
n*gga play you gon die boy you not gettin beat up
And the choppa a ten-point, droppin them t-cups
And did that bih high pull up passing out fifties
I'm on hella drank so I f*ck around
024's while a n*gga in LA that's a cult
I ain't worried about sh*t drop a bag on this oach
I ain't talkin bout Cuban this .30 on the holster
Didn't your mamma "stay out the street" boy you got caught
Finna throw a pack, n*gga, watch out she a gold digger
These n*ggas that ain't gotta rap, n*ggas know me
Know I got VVS, know I still spin like a CD