NICK @ NITE lyrics
by CHRIST DILLINGER
(This song is terrorism)
Yeah, everyday of tha week I be turnt up
When I step in the club I'ma turn up
Ain’t nobody in tha club fresh as us
n*gga's hating on us but they catch the bus
Walkin' Neiman Marcus I’ma spend a bag
Walking out tha Prada store all my haters mad
Shopping' all day, shoppin' all nite
On so much cocaine I been up all nite
(Hey seepy, can we get some medals?)
I made tha opps leave the hood like I'm white flight
I'm the one whose got the molly that she like
On so much cocaine I been up all nite
I got more dead n*ggas on me than nick @ nite
Trapping to tha left, trapping to tha right
Bеat tha pus*y up like my name was Ike
My b*tch ass is so fat I might start a fight
I got so much cocainе I been up all nite
(We nuked the club baby)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (DRUGS, GUNS. VIOLENCE, AND TERRORISM. WE SUPPLY IT FOR A GOOD PRICE)
I cut tha b*tch off, I forgot her name
In tha club with more pistols than Major Payne
In tha club turn up like I'm NLE
Chain big as f*ck like I play in tha MLB
Can I boot it right here, baby, do you mind?
Babygirl turnt up she wanna do a line
I get so drunk in the club I can't even stand
I can't feel my legs like Lieutenant Dan
Lets get molly 2nite
Lets go shoppin’ 2nite
We could do some ketamine 2nite
More dead n*ggas on me than Nick @ nite
Lets get molly 2nite
Lets go shopping 2nite
Lets do some ketamine 2nite
More dead n*ggas on me than Nick @ nite
I cut tha b*tch off, I forgot her name
Walk in tha club with more pistols than Major Payne
In the club, turn up like I’m NLE
Chain big as f*ck like I play in tha MLB
Can I boot it right here, baby, do you mind?
Babygirl drunk as f*ck, she wanna do a line
I get so drunk in the club I can't even stand
I can’t feel my legs like Lieutenant Dan
Lets go shopping 2nite
Lets get molly 2nite
Lets do some ketamine 2nite
My b*tch ass so fat I might start a fight
Lets get some cocaine 2nite
Its Friday nite and I'm feelin' right
My b*tch ass so fat I might start a fight
Rollin' with the pot like I’m Kimbo Slice
(I want you to die)
(Warning nuke music might damage your eardrums and hurt your soul)
(Holy f*cking sh*t, this is f*cked beyond repair)
(I dont believe in human rights)
(DJ smokey kidnapped me and is forcing me to say all this stupid sh*t for his songs)