ChillinIT, Nerve - Walk & Drive lyrics

Blake James Turnell

[ChillinIT, Nerve - Walk & Drive lyrics]

Overkill all these rappers because this
Is more than war
Now I drive all of these guys
Just like I walk and talk
Bored at all designer stores
Bored gotta told them more
Used to save for Muscle meals
Now I got a Smörgåsbord the name ring bells
You think I'm workin' door-to door
We came a long way from stackin'
Walls at the corner store
Now we cruise with P's and O's
Call it "All aboard!" said we never make it
What the fuck you think we ballin' for?
No to my M&M's, the A flavour inside my pen
Anytime that we bust a set all the
Babes say the stuff's a ten tell 'er, "Baby
It's nothin' less for the best 'til
We up in the penthouses"
Puffin' up some Zeds that go
Straight to your fuckin' head
Now we smokin' on some stuff
It's so potent your lungs are dead
Then I scoped around the
World and said "Nerve, take a puff again"
OG's we come correct
On a beat like we puff and 'em
And smokin' legal so we don't be
Discrete when we puffin' 'em
This is Das EFX
Mos Def mixed with a little more
Or some Fiddy and some Drizzy that's
Mixed with some Biggie Smalls
Then some bang block Wu Tang
Squished into a little ball that's it all
Lyrics and rhythms I got in store
And we just tore the roof on a drop top coupé
Battle scars but the show go on like Lupe
We made a couple albums like work
Took a few days
Most of these rappers cappin' from
The top like a toupée
That's a bold statement, talkin' with no hair
Oh, yeah, metaphorically
Fuck who we don't care
You wanna talk about work rate
Don't even go there
My girl sweet like Kool Aid, got me like "Oh
Yeah!"
Livin' chronically, fuck it like no air
I got money for some brothers but others
There's no spare
High stakes spittin' Hogs Breath
Ha! My flow rare
If you lookin' for them broke boys, baby
They over there

It's green crack
This sativa strain gonna have me blasted off
Kush is all up in this pack
And I'm at the ganja spot try to imitate us
You been a fake I can hardly watch
Rappers get a push back just
Like your barber shop
We raised the bar until the bar
Became too hard to top
Used to have a target now they
Workin' at the Target shop
Blamin' analytics and critics sayin'
Their market dropped
The market hasn't dropped
You're just too invested in a laughin' stock
Pull up we can meet it like a parkin' lot
We charge 'em in the park and then we
Charge it for the park we got
That's a full pay
Me and Nerve can do the full day
Yeah, their half rappin', but
They half cappin', that's a full fake
We busy livin' yeah
We don't really give a care
Frogstomp on rap on this freak
I call him Silverchair
Pluggy got the Powderfinger, sticky green
Shit is rare
Imported this shit from overseas
My homie livin' there
These rappers all wildin' they
Childish like Gambino
That's why when Man unite
They can't manage us like Mourinho
Fuck that! I can make a
Quarter back like Mourinho
No Quentin but your fiction is pulp
Tarantino
She got jet black hair and she like
Like to rock like an emo
It's crazy what they'll do for
A bag of the Valentino
Put your card on the table
Get the chip like casino
L got bars so heat you can
Sip it just like mojitos

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