Kankan - Nun To Me lyrics
[Kankan - Nun To Me lyrics]
Uh (Ayo, that's nickk) yeah
Nigga, I sip codeine in a, uh huh
Bitch, I brought my Glock
Brought my damn pole
Bitch, I keep that nine, let it, uh, uh
My nigga ridin', he ridin' with his K, yeah
My nigga, he go down, uh, uh huh
Nigga, I'm on oxy', lettin'
It spray, yeah, ayy
Nigga, I'm on oxy', let shit spray, yeah
Ayy, runnin' around with that magazine, yeah
(With that magazine)
We got too much paper, that's
Why they mad at me, yeah
(That's why they mad at me)
I'm in the H, high
Rise, yeah, livin' lavishly, yeah
(Livin' lavishly) his ho, she a freak, she
Eat in the backseat, yeah, uh
(In the backseat, yeah)
Ayy, nigga ridin' 'round with
The Glocks out, yeah
(Yeah, Glocks out)
Nigga ridin' 'round with the Glocks
Out while the cops out, yeah
(While the cops out)
Nigga, fuck 12, yeah, 'cause I
Know them opps out, yeah
(Them opps out)
So we keep one whenever we pop out, yeah
(Pop out) fell in love with codeine, it
Mean so much to me, yeah
(Mean so much to me)
I just fucked this ho, that
Shit was nothin' to me, yeah
(Shit wasn't nothin' to me)
I just blew like five racks
It was nothin' to me
(That shit wasn't nothin')
Niggas, yeah, they still hatin', but
They still under me, yeah
(They still) if a nigga shoot this way
Just know we shootin' back
(Know we shootin' back) , yeah
The whole pint full of Tris, nigga
Know I ran through that, yeah, huh
(I ran through that)
Spent your invest on drank, lil' nigga
I blew that (Uh, huh)
No need for a vest, FN
57s rip through that, yeah, huh
(Yeah, they rip through that)
Cut a lil' ho off
I'm finna go fuck on her friend
(Fuck on her friend) , yeah
Oxy' and codeine wash away all of my sins
(Yeah, uh uh) , yeah
Fuck these rap niggas, boy
Don't call me no twin (Call me no twin)
And if it's for five racks then, nah, boy
I'm goin' (I'm goin', yeah)
Ayy, for five racks then, uh huh
All my niggas, yeah, they ready, uh huh
57 bullets, nigga, yeah
They rip through that
No need for a vest, lil' nigga
FN rip right through that, uh huh
Big-ass bullets, ha, Glocks out, nigga, ayy
Let it go, let 'em rip nah, nah, codeine
I'm on oxy', yeah, bitch, you know me
Nigga, I sip codeine in a, uh huh
Bitch, I brought my Glock
Brought my damn pole
Bitch, I keep that nine, let it, uh, uh
My nigga ridin', he ridin' with his K, yeah
My nigga, he go down, uh, uh huh
Nigga, I'm on oxy', lettin'
It spray, yeah, ayy
Nigga, I'm on oxy', let shit spray, yeah
Ayy, runnin' around with that magazine, yeah
(With that magazine)
We got too much paper, that's
Why they mad at me, yeah
(That's why they mad at me)
I'm in the H, high
Rise, yeah, livin' lavishly, yeah
(Livin' lavishly) his ho, she a freak, she
Eat in the backseat, yeah, uh
(In the backseat, yeah)
Ayy, nigga ridin' 'round with
The Glocks out, yeah
(Yeah, Glocks out)
Nigga ridin' 'round with the Glocks
Out while the cops out, yeah
(While the cops out)
Nigga, fuck 12, yeah, 'cause I
Know them opps out, yeah
(Them opps out)
So we keep one whenever we pop out, yeah
(Pop out) fell in love with codeine, it
Mean so much to me, yeah
(Mean so much to me)
I just fucked this ho, that
Shit was nothin' to me, yeah
(Shit wasn't nothin' to me)
I just blew like five racks
It was nothin' to me
(That shit wasn't nothin')
Niggas, yeah, they still hatin', but
They still under me, yeah
(They still) if a nigga shoot this way
Just know we shootin' back
(Know we shootin' back) , yeah
The whole pint full of Tris, nigga
Know I ran through that, yeah, huh
(I ran through that)
Spent your invest on drank, lil' nigga
I blew that (Uh, huh)
No need for a vest, FN
57s rip through that, yeah, huh
(Yeah, they rip through that)
Cut a lil' ho off
I'm finna go fuck on her friend
(Fuck on her friend) , yeah
Oxy' and codeine wash away all of my sins
(Yeah, uh uh) , yeah
Fuck these rap niggas, boy
Don't call me no twin (Call me no twin)
And if it's for five racks then, nah, boy
I'm goin' (I'm goin', yeah)
Ayy, for five racks then, uh huh
All my niggas, yeah, they ready, uh huh
57 bullets, nigga, yeah
They rip through that
No need for a vest, lil' nigga
FN rip right through that, uh huh
Big-ass bullets, ha, Glocks out, nigga, ayy
Let it go, let 'em rip nah, nah, codeine
I'm on oxy', yeah, bitch, you know me