Nyck Caution - Nearest Exit lyrics
[Nyck Caution - Nearest Exit lyrics]
Yeah
Ayo, turn me up on the fuckin' head
You ain't know the fucking vibes, bitch
Yeah, ay
Flame on, find the nearest exit (Yeah)
I don't take no pics with other bitches
'cause my bitch is too possessive
(Yeah)
I was in the park like Eric (Eric)
Now I'm movin' South
Makin' plays to raise the metrics
(Woo)
No more Mr. Nice Guy
I'm ruthless and aggressive
From the era with an attitude
I get this shit progressive
(Progressive)
Fuck it, give me all the shine
I need it while I'm present
(I need it)
'Cause one day when I die
I know they'll say I was a legend
(Was a legend)
Speaking in code, why you cryptic? (Woo)
Think about 'fore you burnin' these bridges
They tried to take mine
But I made it out livid
They made me a livin'
I'm burnin' the crowd
Wait
Stompin' like Rollins, I'm burnin' it down
Send me the addy, I'm bustin' 'em out
She off the addy's, we up for a while, oh
(Yeah, uh)
She wan' know you
Eat this bitch at the picnic
Said that I'm different, call me eccentric
(So different, bro)
Had no connection, but the sex was electric
After it's back to the trenches (Uh)
Maybe I should start livin' so reckless
(Yeah)
Darkest light, it's all part of my message
(Yeah)
Do this shit, put it all in these records
(Oh)
Ayy, they said my rap career was unlikely
(It's true, it's true, it's true)
So why your little brother wanna
Be just like me?
(Aight)
Yeah, producers try to hit me with a real
Steep price
(Real, steep price)
I might do my next album on "type beats"
(Yeah) , Cole World get zesty
Move, why you go so hard?
Got somethin' to prove
And my heart so cold, and my blood turn blue
If they bury me now, it's a golden tomb
Uh (Oh) , yeah, she lovin' the style, lovin' the crew
I was bein' real, she think that I'm rude
You wanna eat like me, but sheesh
You ain't nothin' but food
Uh
All the London girls say
I'm cheeky, I'm peekin'
And she cheeky too
(Shit fat, baby)
Ay, that's her BM, yeah, she DM me, she
Think that I'm, think that I'm cute
Uh
(Come through)
Shoot out the roof, got me feelin' like Doom
Big boy moves
Why you talk so brute? You
Ain't got no proof
All you do is talk, none better than dude
Ayo, turn me up on the fuckin' head
You ain't know the fucking vibes, bitch
Yeah, ay
Flame on, find the nearest exit (Yeah)
I don't take no pics with other bitches
'cause my bitch is too possessive
(Yeah)
I was in the park like Eric (Eric)
Now I'm movin' South
Makin' plays to raise the metrics
(Woo)
No more Mr. Nice Guy
I'm ruthless and aggressive
From the era with an attitude
I get this shit progressive
(Progressive)
Fuck it, give me all the shine
I need it while I'm present
(I need it)
'Cause one day when I die
I know they'll say I was a legend
(Was a legend)
Speaking in code, why you cryptic? (Woo)
Think about 'fore you burnin' these bridges
They tried to take mine
But I made it out livid
They made me a livin'
I'm burnin' the crowd
Wait
Stompin' like Rollins, I'm burnin' it down
Send me the addy, I'm bustin' 'em out
She off the addy's, we up for a while, oh
(Yeah, uh)
She wan' know you
Eat this bitch at the picnic
Said that I'm different, call me eccentric
(So different, bro)
Had no connection, but the sex was electric
After it's back to the trenches (Uh)
Maybe I should start livin' so reckless
(Yeah)
Darkest light, it's all part of my message
(Yeah)
Do this shit, put it all in these records
(Oh)
Ayy, they said my rap career was unlikely
(It's true, it's true, it's true)
So why your little brother wanna
Be just like me?
(Aight)
Yeah, producers try to hit me with a real
Steep price
(Real, steep price)
I might do my next album on "type beats"
(Yeah) , Cole World get zesty
Move, why you go so hard?
Got somethin' to prove
And my heart so cold, and my blood turn blue
If they bury me now, it's a golden tomb
Uh (Oh) , yeah, she lovin' the style, lovin' the crew
I was bein' real, she think that I'm rude
You wanna eat like me, but sheesh
You ain't nothin' but food
Uh
All the London girls say
I'm cheeky, I'm peekin'
And she cheeky too
(Shit fat, baby)
Ay, that's her BM, yeah, she DM me, she
Think that I'm, think that I'm cute
Uh
(Come through)
Shoot out the roof, got me feelin' like Doom
Big boy moves
Why you talk so brute? You
Ain't got no proof
All you do is talk, none better than dude