NYLON lyrics

by

Hit-Boy


[Intro]
So, you right
Yeah, Gunner

[Verse 1]
Ayy, ready to die
But I can't I'm too alive
Should've killed me when they tried (What?)
Couldn't see me in the skies
When you camouflaged, eating pad thai, hahaha
I don't get regular high (Nah), I ain't no regular guy (No)
I think I want the entire planet, you can keep the American Pie (Ayy)
And you know I never lie (What?)
I kept the same number (Uh-huh)
So when you call me (For what?)
I pick up and say, "f*ck you" (Damn)
And I say it to your face, b*tch
You can run and tell it to the clique (Clique)
Two nines in the waist (Ayy)
My gunner, my di*k

[Chorus]
Watch, I put it in reverse
Put that pus*y in a hearse (Ayy)
Watch me murder with a verse
Put these rappers in the dirt (Ayy)
Mirror, mirror on the wall (Ayy)
Who the realest of 'em all? (Who?)
You already know the answer (Ayy)
Top Gun, f*ck 'em all (Ayy)
[Verse 2]
Y'all got ulterior motives (Motives)
My interior designer put them cameras all around
So let me find out you creepin'
I come and split your sh*t like Moses (Hm)
My exterior is frozen, I'm from Cleveland, we the coldest
So it's no coincidence that when you try to take a pic
It's too much ice for you to focus (Ugh; ayy, ayy)

[Outro]
Riding shotty 'cause I got to roll this dope, it's a fast road (Skrrt; ayy, ayy)
(Girl) She got body, she look like a centerfold and her ass swole (She got it, she got it, ayy), yeah
Feel like Gotti how I pull up on your block smoking Castro (Uh)
Ayy, never hesitate to say it to your face, I'm a as*h*le (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Riding shotty 'cause I got to roll this dope, it's a fast road (Skrrt)
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