Rod Wave, Tayda - Go Nuts lyrics
Rod Wave [Rodarius Marcell Green] Saint Petersburg, Florida, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Rod Wave, Tayda - Go Nuts lyrics]
Young trap nigga, he got tied of being broke
Pockets, they was hurtin'
So he jumped off the porch
He in love with the finer things
But ain't nothing free
I'ma tell you how a nigga told me
It's a lot of hustles out here, woadie
Pick you one
It's a lot of money out here, woadie
Get ya some ain't nobody nowhere out here
Gonna give ya none
You got one life to live, better live it up
Ayy, jumped off the porch kinda late
Now I pull up on the couple on the skates
(Skrrt)
Plug front me this, I got a good face
Know for spendin' racks on all your face
Remember the days they said
I wouldn't be shit
Came a long way, ain't no more hittin' licks
Look at me now that young nigga hood rich
Can't get me wrong
I'll still finesse you quick
Money call my phone, I'm catchin' it
Need extra money, so I'm stretchin' it
In love with finer things
I don't need a bitch tired of being broke
So I was going to get it
If he hit licks, bag it up and sell it
Just watch who you servin'
These niggas be tellin'
Life in a gamble, I'm bettin' on sevens
Young nigga trappin', 365, 24 7
Young trap nigga, he got tied of being broke
Pockets, they was hurtin'
So he jumped off the porch
He in love with the finer things
But ain't nothing free
I'ma tell you how a nigga told me
It's a lot of hustles out here, woadie
Pick you one
It's a lot of money out here, woadie
Get ya some ain't nobody nowhere out here
Gonna give ya none
You got one life to live, better live it up
Mama went to trippin'
Now she kicked me out her home
Cliqued up with Kareem
And we went and got it on
Started kickin' door, tryna get my money long
Bro was sellin' bows 'til the
Crackers tapped his phone
I been ridin' 'round with a semi-automatic
If I catch a nigga lackin'
Then I gotta let 'em have it
Come where I come from, if you snooze
Then you lose i'd rather be here than you
I refuse to get blues, fuck that
Young trap nigga, he got tied of being broke
Pockets, they was hurtin'
So he jumped off the porch
He in love with the finer things
But ain't nothing free
I'ma tell you how a nigga told me
It's a lot of hustles out here, woadie
Pick you one
It's a lot of money out here, woadie
Get ya some ain't nobody nowhere out here
Gonna give ya none
You got one life to live, better live it up
Go nuts ayy, young nigga, go nuts
Ayy, go nuts
Pockets, they was hurtin'
So he jumped off the porch
He in love with the finer things
But ain't nothing free
I'ma tell you how a nigga told me
It's a lot of hustles out here, woadie
Pick you one
It's a lot of money out here, woadie
Get ya some ain't nobody nowhere out here
Gonna give ya none
You got one life to live, better live it up
Ayy, jumped off the porch kinda late
Now I pull up on the couple on the skates
(Skrrt)
Plug front me this, I got a good face
Know for spendin' racks on all your face
Remember the days they said
I wouldn't be shit
Came a long way, ain't no more hittin' licks
Look at me now that young nigga hood rich
Can't get me wrong
I'll still finesse you quick
Money call my phone, I'm catchin' it
Need extra money, so I'm stretchin' it
In love with finer things
I don't need a bitch tired of being broke
So I was going to get it
If he hit licks, bag it up and sell it
Just watch who you servin'
These niggas be tellin'
Life in a gamble, I'm bettin' on sevens
Young nigga trappin', 365, 24 7
Young trap nigga, he got tied of being broke
Pockets, they was hurtin'
So he jumped off the porch
He in love with the finer things
But ain't nothing free
I'ma tell you how a nigga told me
It's a lot of hustles out here, woadie
Pick you one
It's a lot of money out here, woadie
Get ya some ain't nobody nowhere out here
Gonna give ya none
You got one life to live, better live it up
Mama went to trippin'
Now she kicked me out her home
Cliqued up with Kareem
And we went and got it on
Started kickin' door, tryna get my money long
Bro was sellin' bows 'til the
Crackers tapped his phone
I been ridin' 'round with a semi-automatic
If I catch a nigga lackin'
Then I gotta let 'em have it
Come where I come from, if you snooze
Then you lose i'd rather be here than you
I refuse to get blues, fuck that
Young trap nigga, he got tied of being broke
Pockets, they was hurtin'
So he jumped off the porch
He in love with the finer things
But ain't nothing free
I'ma tell you how a nigga told me
It's a lot of hustles out here, woadie
Pick you one
It's a lot of money out here, woadie
Get ya some ain't nobody nowhere out here
Gonna give ya none
You got one life to live, better live it up
Go nuts ayy, young nigga, go nuts
Ayy, go nuts