[Intro: Nef The Pharaoh]
Still smokin' these fair woods
Right right right, right right right
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[Verse 1: Nef The Pharaoh]
b*tch look at my motherf*ckin' neck (at my neck)
She see me in the traffic and she wreck (brr, whoa)
These rapper n*ggas want some money, come stretch (get 'em up)
Make one false move and get left (pow pow pow)
You was PC'd up with no ragtime
While I was at the bank like it's check time (gettin' money)
Chang the Barber, b*tch I cut every line (move)
K rollin' nerds, it's cut every time
You pus*y boys smell like hella period (ewww)
With them gold-plated chains, you can't be serious (what the f*ck?)
Fake thugs don't pump no fear in us (punk n*gga)
The only one I fear ain't even hearin' Nef (God)
Icy neck full of rocks (whoa)
b*tch I wear what made the Titanic stop (iceberg)
Where was you at when we was getting on Cops? (oh word)
For trying to stop n*ggas from trying to cop that glittery sh*t
[Chorus: Nef The Pharaoh]
Look at my neck, bling blaow
Whoa
Look at my neck, bling blaow
Blindin'
Look at my neck, bling blaow
Whoa
Look at my neck, bling blaow
Shinin'
Whoa
(x2)
[Verse 2: Slimmy B]
Why your bottom b*tch got a n*gga neck froze (drownin')
Diamonds changin' colors like a gecko (bling blaow)
Bling blaow B.B.S make my chest go
Fake n*gga, snake n*gga, thuggin' let that tec glow
Run up with that bullsh*t, now his chest gone
For a long time I was the same n*gga slept on
Nine fifty E these broke b*tches getting stepped on
And for my n*gga Chang Chang I'll let that tec blow
Real Norf n*gga, never been a dork n*gga
Why funk with y'all and y'all the type to go report n*gga
f*ck a Honda Civic, I'm a drop top Porsche n*gga
Four five heat stick, bounce out it Porsche n*gga
S.O.B. b*tch, if you ain't gang, don't pronounce it
Looking for them Ps, n*gga we don't flip ounces
[Nef the Pharaoh]
It's money over here bro please don't come around us
[Slimmy B]
Diamonds like water, got a young n*gga drowning (ugh)
[Chorus: Nef The Pharaoh]
Look at my neck, bling blaow
Whoa
Look at my neck, bling blaow
Blindin'
Look at my neck, bling blaow
Whoa
Look at my neck, bling blaow
Shinin'
Whoa
(x2)
[Verse 3: Nef The Pharaoh]
Shinin' like a crystal ball, I'm finna breakdance (go head)
n*gga touch me, he won't make it (uh uh)
Where yo diamonds at, I cannot see 'em in the dark
You are a Sharpie, that ain't a compliment, I'm calling you a mark
Lookin' butta, all the hoes flutta
My neck is on loud, and your neck is on shut up
You the type of n*gga that's scared of the diamond tester
And I'm the type of n*gga that f*ck yo b*tch off in a Tesla
I'm a Sick Wid It soldier, Neffy took over
You got your jewelry from the middle of the mall
I see your posts though
It goes twinkle, twinkle punk ass star
How come your diamonds don't hit that hard?
My sh*t hit like a pimp on his broad
My sh*t hit like bass in the car
She tryin' to race to the car
Met to give me face in the car
I don't need a flashlight, I use my chain the dark (ugh)
[Chorus: Nef The Pharaoh]
Look at my neck, bling blaow
Whoa
Look at my neck, bling blaow
Blindin'
Look at my neck, bling blaow
Whoa
Look at my neck, bling blaow
Shinin'
Whoa
(x2)