Nemo lyrics

[Intro]
(808 Mafia)

[Verse 1: CHRIST DILLINGER]
I got his b*tch in the car and she's suckin'
I'm packin' that thing, I ain't doin' no runnin'
I'm whippin' that crack in the kitchen, it's bubblin'
His money real low, he on twitter, he subbin'
Jumped over these n*ggas, it wasn't a hurdle
My money on hare and your money on turtles
I pop me a Perc and it's blue like a Squirtle
I move with the drugs, run the pot like a circle
I'm stickin' my di*k in her mouth in the bathroom stall
b*tches like Pokémon, I gotta catch 'em all
White boys keep callin' my phone for that Adderall
Ask me where the b*tches, I tell you "You got 'еm all"
I'm sellin' crack on the corner, likе lemonade
I bring your b*tch in the room and I desecrate
Run up on me, I put you in an early grave
Finna blow up on these n*ggas, like hand grenades
You thought you was down, but you just an affiliate
I put a Perc in the blunt, are you feelin' it?
n*ggas be waitin' on me to fall
I guess 'cause n*ggas be talkin' 'bout guns and all
I'm all the mall ballin' hard with no basketball
He hit my line for the work and I tax him
I'm movin' that black or that white, Michael Jackson
I'm f*ckin' two b*tches, I'm makin' them swap
All this ice make it hard to tell time on my watch
I pick up your b*tch in a Benz and her jaw drop
We movin' the rock on the block like it's hop scotch
She get on all fours and I'm puttin' my feet up
We be switchin' the loud with [?]
Her boyfriend suspicious 'cause I leave the seat up
[?] got no [?] so you don't wanna leave it up
I really be with that stick, like a hockey pucks
Said he was good with the gas, he ain't do enough
I pour two lines of that drank in my beverage
These hollow tips rip through his vest and they haemorrhage
All of these ho's on my c*ck when I walk in
Run up on me, you walk out in a coffin
You said he was bald, I just seen him walkin'
If you get in front, please don't do no talkin'
I'm doin' me, like I masturbate
I do not mean to exaggerate
But my di*k made her asphyxiate
This di*k knock a b*tch in another dimension
Outside on the Percs, [?] suspension
You throwin' a show, that's a pus*y convention
I got a Bape hat, make it count, it got racks in it
n*ggas be sayin' they dark, they adopted it
Just saw a British n*gga, he was like "Cheerio"
I put a hole in a n*gga, like Cheerio
We sippin' Don Julio, you sippin' Tito
Got wee-wax and moon rocks, blood and burrito
My plug is a Mexican, he call me mijo
Good prices on weed and great prices on gringo
Ran off the plug, he can't find me, I'm Nemo
[Bridge]
83, 38

[Verse 2: 83HADES]
Shots at his tour bus, we the bang bros
Catch me at the beach takin' pics with your main ho
Close her throat, that b*tch get strangled
If I'm in the mood, then the pus*y getting mangled
If Christ Dillinger pull up then the case closed
I got two Perc 30's and a Faygo
I got two large masks and a straight coat
Better watch your f*ckin' mouth, boy, meet the Draco
Got me bringin' out the loud toys for your bankroll
Hit your b*tch, me and her got entangled
Did a drive-by, now I gotta lay low
Know some b*tches that'll do whatever for a peso
She tell all her friends what we did, she a snake, ho
Either move around or you gon' get pushed out the way, bro
I be getting tired, hit it from a different angle
Listen to my demons, but it's shoutout to my angels
Wanna lick me, then you gon' need the right time
Said that I don't want it, now I got your little b*tch cryin'
Playin' way too much, we might have to f*ckin' deep-fry 'em
If I see a single opp around me, then they all dyin'
di*k up in the pus*y, yeah, b*tch, we be unifyin'
All this static on my f*ckin' hip, it be electrifyin'
Pullin' out the glick and they be runnin', it's so terrifyin'
Why f*ck you hittin' up my line if you ain't gonna write it?
[Outro: 83HADES]
I ain't f*ckin' with none of y'all, all of y'all can suck my di*k
f*ck, Spider Gang, Rare, Triple 9, f*ck is you talkin' 'bout?
Gang