Nocturnal Eclipse lyrics

[Intro]
BL$$D
Winner's Circle

[Chorus: Fijimacintosh]
Swear that b*tch wanna f*ck for my net worth, uh, uh
I can't trust these n*ggas swear they cancer
Pulled up, drop the roof on the Telsa, uh
Man down, man down, get a stretcher, uh
Big money on my schedule, yeah
Flexing and I'm flexing like a wrestler, ayy
Counting big paper, I need extra, yeah
You don't want no, want no, want no pressure, yeah

[Verse 1: Fijimacintosh]
Big racks stuffed in my Ksubi jeans (Yeah)
Big clip, down to make a movie scene (Frrt)
Real diamonds swimming in my jewelry
n*gga talk down but don't even know me, uh
b*tches wanna f*ck, we gon' keep it lowkey, uh
b*tch, I hot as f*ck, man, I feel like Smokey, uh
She gon' hit that blunt, put that pus*y on me
I just iced my neck and wrist and flood my whole team
Yeah, my whole team
Down to ride by any means
All these n*ggas fake, I swear they gotta envy me
But I'm balling on these n*ggas, I feel like a MVP
[Chorus: Fijimacintosh & Robb Banks]
Swear that b*tch wanna f*ck for my net worth, uh, uh (You dig, you dig)
I can't trust these n*ggas swear they cancer (Dig, dig)
Pulled up, drop the roof on the Telsa, uh
Man down, man down, get a stretcher, uh (Brrt)
Big money on my schedule, yeah (Yeah)
Flexing and I'm flexing like a wrestler, ayy
Counting big paper, I need extra, yeah
You don't want no, want no, want no pressure, yeah

[Verse 2: Robb Bank$]
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)
Big body, swerving me (Yeah)
Put a b*tch on my team (Yeah, yeah)
Then put a b*tch on the street (Yeah)
Put up thirty K in my teeth (Yeah, yeah, you dig)
SK went up at y'all, G (You dig)
AK get 'em up on G, no cap, snapback (Slatt)
And when I'm in the cut no charge
Her mans say black hat, Rich Gang, long live BTY (Slatt, slatt)
Fiji my necklace no tap but I heard all your calls (You dig, you dig)
And I take Percs, Xans, still stand, I don't think I never fall (You dig)
And I meant what I say I meant balling with no roof, uh (You dig)
We above the rim every time that we shoot
And I don't ever miss but it's still a brick on the shoes
Main b*tch rock a diamond hoop
Whisper in her ear, I'm tryna fuse, uh, uh
[Chorus: Fijimacintosh]
Swear that b*tch wanna f*ck for my net worth, uh, uh
I can't trust these n*ggas swear they cancer
Pulled up, drop the roof on the Telsa, uh
Man down, man down, get a stretcher, uh
Big money on my schedule, yeah
Flexing and I'm flexing like a wrestler, ayy
Counting big paper, I need extra, yeah
You don't want no, want no, want no pressure, yeah