See You in Hell lyrics

[Intro]
It's f*cking Nyck Caution you filthy mothaf*ckerz

Most of y'all don't get it and most of y'all ain't sh*t
Only hard post at it, sh*t bizarre and I'm sick
Don't pull my card when I bet it
I'm pushing all of my chips
Only trust a b*tch as far as I can throw her!

[Verse]
And I really don't lift Still got the weight on my shoulders
I ain't ask for all this, But I won't budge, won't crack I won't trip
I don't care what it was just know that it
Is what it is, word to kirk in the clique
Shows lit, tell the b*tch don't come to back stage, if she ain't flashing no tits
I told this b*tch I'm cold as sh*t Im over it
No distractions Im focusing, I made it happen
Ive been living in the moment since
I got a little bit of guap and I set up shop
They ask me "How did I get started? How'd I get on top?
I invested in myself, I don't gotta spend a lot
Any good investment take a couple years, Hell strong
Now Im bout to make a Milly off of penny stock
Bit coin, Nyck coined the phrase
If you a b*tch boi, don't join the craze
Im lit boy big shot making big noise
You get smoked real quick like a thin joint
I ain't doing no shows anymore for the love
Do a set it should take for the invoice
(Lorraine Bracco: Who the hell do you think you are?)
Y'all already know the name motherf*cker
Its the N-Y-C-K-C-A-U-T-I-O-N, y'all know how I do
Used to be involved now Im mentally removed
With you and everything that you do
Bada boom bada bing gottas couple of guineas from Italy
In the restaurant, low-key playing a scene
Real mob-ties now I'm really in the bathroom
Underneath the seat, If you trip, well I gotta peek
[Outro]
Most of y'all don't get it and most of y'all ain't sh*t
sh*t bizarre and Im sick
I'll see you in hell (X11)

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