House lyrics

by

Nyora Spouse


[Intro: Nyora Spouse & Au Flexgod]
Ahahahahahahahah
Can we have one night where there ain't no fight and nobody get shot? Shut up b*tch! [?]
f*ck you n*ggas, blkkk, blkkk
Uhhhhh, uhhhh, uhhhh, yeah (Blkkk)
Still smoking? Still smoking, Au (Nyora Spouse)
Au done smoking, that n*gga- n*gga- (Nyora Spouse)
That n*gga 64 days sober! (Nyora Spouse)
*Ahem*
Ah, ah, ah

[Verse 1: Nyora Spouse]
She said that I flex, and I said "That's my nature"
Smoke green by the paper, don't call me no placer
Get payday today, and I ball like the Lakers
I don't even print, just hit em' for sake
AG done told me that life is done changed
Got my own car, now I'm swervin' these lanes
Won't talk to the b*tch if she not giving brain
I swear these dumb thots just love me for fame
Yung BLKK, black God, I'm out in Slauderhill
I got your shawty on her heels, I'm telling her to keep it real, ay
Full deep in the whip, just came up off the lick
Slide back to the crib, don't you snitch
I'm making some rib stake, pick up a lighter, I'm ripped, sh*t
Your sister be fienin' for di*k, sh*t
She's smoking me out, on spliff six
Me and my n*ggas be getting so rich
Breaking down weed, then I'm her breaking her back
Get a new zip, then I flip it, right pack
Been 6 months since I've left Iraq
Graduated, 16, always with a sack
Hot like they know, mm, uh
They talk like they selling, and smoking that dope
These n*ggas be jokes (n*ggas, they jokes)
I told you they don't (I told you they don't)
Watchin' her sit, while I relax and float
Enchased from her blade, and the bling, I requested a boat
[Hook: Nyora Spouse and Au FlexGod]
20 somethin' bands in my motherf*cking mouth (Ah)
Only 17, and I'm tryna buy a house (Yeah)
f*ck a bad b*tch on my motherf*cking couch (Okay)
Everything stinks of that motherf*cking loud (Ah, ah)
20 somethin' bands in my motherf*cking mouth (Ah)
Only 17, and I'm tryna buy a house (Ah)
f*ck a bad b*tch on my motherf*cking couch (Ahhhhhh)
Everything stinks of that motherf*cking loud

[Verse 2: Au Flexgod]
F.P.S. n*gga (F.P.S. n*gga!)
No other gang is doing it bigger (Doing it bigger!)
I said I will kill a f*ck n*gga (Kill a f*ck n*gga!)
But I will not pull the damn trigga' (Pull the damn trigga'!)
Got these f*ckboys dancing like Tiga' (Dancing like Tiga', ay, ay, ay)
Got these f*ckboys dancing like Tiga' (Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay!)
Got these f*ckboys dancing like Tiga' (Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay!)
Pull out the blade and I'm looking the range
Au so good, say they hip-checked his brain
Vegitty, vay, they do it, like geek any vein
Goddamn, a mill' is a shame
Flex on your b*tch, like my name-a Bruce Wayne
While I am smoking on Jane
Changing the world, b*tch I am feeling like pain
Singing lil' songs while I stand in the rain
Just kidding, I ain't no b*tch
A n*gga like this, ain't tryna get lynched
If it's not twenty, f*ck a life
Then a pus*y n*gga like you, better not even snitch
Ripping this sh*t like a paper
If your girl ass fat I will mothaf*ckin' take her
Back to the crib or back to the house
Nut on your couch, b*tch, easy, go down
[Outro: Au Flexgod]
Ayyy
FPS b*tch
*mic hit*
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