Nose Ring lyrics

by

Peewee Longway


[Intro: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Yeah, I'm in this motherf*cker
(No, no, no) Cartier
(No, no, no, ooh-oh) You already know how I'm on
Yeah, Top, Top, came from the bottom
I'm doin' that sh*t, I'm kickin' that sh*t, these n*ggas ain't sh*t
I don't want that b*tch, already f*cked that b*tch, you can have that b*tch
Oh, Top, Top, yeah

[Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
I done made it from bottom to top of the line
Who the f*ck is these n*ggas? Who the f*ck is these b*tches?
You could tell 'em 150 that I'm droppin' a dime
n*gga, look at this sh*t, I been havin' this sh*t
Tell them that I'ma ball out
n*gga, look at this stick, n*gga, shoot that b*tch
pus*y n*gga gon' die if he fall that
n*gga get split, I don't play with bars

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Slime, I know how to get these hoes paid
Pull up in a foreign like I got road rage (b*tch)
Shawty dumb fine, yeah, her ass cocaine
I'm gon' make that b*tch go get a nose ring

[Verse 2: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
And go get her sack too
And a hundred a bag, for where I put the strap too
Think I want a new tattoo
And they know who to play with, they know that I'm that dude
Plannin' on shootin' at who?
If it go down, you know that I'm plannin' to clap you
I'ma aim at these n*ggas, and aim at these b*tches, and then I'ma run out that backroom
And I know what them racks do
Got all these b*tches claimin' that they love me, but they just wanna thug me
Just wanna f*ck me
Drink my lean and get muddy
Told that b*tch, "Don't rush me, ho, you in the place right now, f*ck the beat"
Huh, bloody eyes, just see money and lash designer
[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again & Peewee Longway]
Slime, I know how to get these hoes paid
Pull up in a foreign like I got road rage (b*tch)
Shawty dumb fine, yeah, her ass cocaine (Shawty dumb fine, okay)
I'm gon' make that b*tch go get a nose ring (Get a nose ring)

[Verse 3: Peewee Longway]
Get a b*tch ass, a pair of new titties (Ass, a pair of new titties)
Step on this beat like the YB Griddy (Like the YB Griddy)
Real trap house, fell in love with the kitchen (Trap)
I get the profit and turn up the b*tches (Turn 'em up)
I get the Glock, and man, turn 'em to switches (Longway)
Rick Owens, I spill a few racks on the stitchin'
I'ma go VVS diamonds (Ice), your ear and your neck and wrist, go 'head, get another ring (Bling, blaow, blaow)
I turn lil' b*tch up a notch (I turn lil' b*tch up a notch)
Pink AP with on her wrist with a crocodile pink Birk' bag, okay
Everyday Chanel shoe, the clutch Bentayga with the sh*t on the tag, okay
580 Benz, drive that b*tch like a Marta bus, skrrt with a trunk full of bags (Bags)
MPA Gang, we spin like the carnival (Gang), but load up the stick and we crashin' (Grrt, glaow)
I got on Ru with the Christian Dior in the trap house (Christian) dabbin' with fashion (Damn)
MPA pendant, it hittin' so hard (Brr, blaow), make the b*tch go blind, need glasses (Bling-blaow)
I can't even lie, that lil' pus*y hit so hard, yeah, had to let lil YB smash it' (Oh)
I can't even lie, this beat so goddamn hard, I thought it was made by Catcher, so I'm

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again & Peewee Longway]
Slime, I know how to get these hoes paid (Longway, b*tch)
Pull up in a foreign like I got road rage, b*tch (Roadrage)
Shawty dumb fine, yeah, her ass cocaine (Cociane)
I'm gon' make that b*tch go get a nose ring (Nose ring, yeah)
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