XXXTENTACION, Nyora Spouse - Whores on the Boards lyrics
XXXTENTACION [Jahseh Dwayne Ricardo Onfroy] Deerfield Beach, Florida, U.S. 🇺🇸
[XXXTENTACION, Nyora Spouse - Whores on the Boards lyrics]
(yeah) very Rare Boys, nigga (How you feel?)
(Fuck that, get slumped, bitch, Fine)
You feel alright? Yo
Hm, see me mama had to send me into church
Fucking monster with a TEC, boy
I aim for your neck (Yea)
Had your brother' mother wet, 'cause
She know I'm the best, i'm sick
(Y'all feel like that?)
Rap so sinister, murder your local minister
(Y'all feel like that?)
Lyrics bitter as vinegar
Spittin' in your perimeter
Heard you straight as a cylinder
So I can't fucks wit' you
All my niggas is gang
Bangers and ditch diggers
Heard we was bumpin'
So you had to bring your clique with ya'
So you know I had to put
A bullet in 'bout six niggas (yeah)
Fuck niggas, they running their triathlon
Catch me gettin' sloppy wit’ a bitch
That look like Asher Roth (yeah)
And I ain't playin' games
Like zombies, bitch, i'm getting trains
Runnin' trains and bitches killing
Snitches in an aeroplane and I'm a menace
See more mouths than a dentist
I'm killing till I'm replenished
You niggas don't know the half of it
Half-ass rappers talking shit, check the time
Turn around and see my nigga's
Wit' me totin' 49's
And know they mad 'cause I
Ain't really stuntin' shit
I hate the bitch and have my other
Wife who playing wit' my dick
(Y'all feel like that?)
Swallow spitting, she swallow spitting
She swallow spitting
Said this since beginning
I'm just beginning, intend on winning
Yo, hahahaha (yeah) hmm mhm
Hooligan in the hoodie, no Zimmerman
And shoot me, I got visions in my head
You'll soon see
Savin' my dollars for Mary Jane to get baked
Clean myself off with a sunbathing ape
Motherfuckers can't rhyme no more
'bout crime no more
I don't take that fuck shit
I don't even want your bitch (yeah)
She tryna 'press me with some Lucy Rose shit
Let a real nigga roll, oh
You wasting all the weed
Wearing all this black 'cause I'm
Killing all this tree
Druggie nigga, I'm a slump boy
In for the 'bidden fruit, should given me joy
But my pastor always talk, I gotta lie to me
These nigga's biting me like sharks
Tryin' to clone me (Yea)
But shit, that's power and respect (Yea)
Sippin' from the holy grail
While getting neck
Don't need to sneeze to know I'm blessed
I'm Versace, motherfucker, you Guess
Small car, they try to get higher
The pussy I slay, but hers is a fighter
You're mad 'cause you can't be like me
I stunt, I flex, and I burn Mary, G
(Y'all feel like that?) i stick to the code
Fall back and let young niggas
Watch and take notes
Uh (Y'all feel like that?) shagadava, ah fu-
Y'all feel like that?
(Fuck that, get slumped, bitch, Fine)
You feel alright? Yo
Hm, see me mama had to send me into church
Fucking monster with a TEC, boy
I aim for your neck (Yea)
Had your brother' mother wet, 'cause
She know I'm the best, i'm sick
(Y'all feel like that?)
Rap so sinister, murder your local minister
(Y'all feel like that?)
Lyrics bitter as vinegar
Spittin' in your perimeter
Heard you straight as a cylinder
So I can't fucks wit' you
All my niggas is gang
Bangers and ditch diggers
Heard we was bumpin'
So you had to bring your clique with ya'
So you know I had to put
A bullet in 'bout six niggas (yeah)
Fuck niggas, they running their triathlon
Catch me gettin' sloppy wit’ a bitch
That look like Asher Roth (yeah)
And I ain't playin' games
Like zombies, bitch, i'm getting trains
Runnin' trains and bitches killing
Snitches in an aeroplane and I'm a menace
See more mouths than a dentist
I'm killing till I'm replenished
You niggas don't know the half of it
Half-ass rappers talking shit, check the time
Turn around and see my nigga's
Wit' me totin' 49's
And know they mad 'cause I
Ain't really stuntin' shit
I hate the bitch and have my other
Wife who playing wit' my dick
(Y'all feel like that?)
Swallow spitting, she swallow spitting
She swallow spitting
Said this since beginning
I'm just beginning, intend on winning
Yo, hahahaha (yeah) hmm mhm
Hooligan in the hoodie, no Zimmerman
And shoot me, I got visions in my head
You'll soon see
Savin' my dollars for Mary Jane to get baked
Clean myself off with a sunbathing ape
Motherfuckers can't rhyme no more
'bout crime no more
I don't take that fuck shit
I don't even want your bitch (yeah)
She tryna 'press me with some Lucy Rose shit
Let a real nigga roll, oh
You wasting all the weed
Wearing all this black 'cause I'm
Killing all this tree
Druggie nigga, I'm a slump boy
In for the 'bidden fruit, should given me joy
But my pastor always talk, I gotta lie to me
These nigga's biting me like sharks
Tryin' to clone me (Yea)
But shit, that's power and respect (Yea)
Sippin' from the holy grail
While getting neck
Don't need to sneeze to know I'm blessed
I'm Versace, motherfucker, you Guess
Small car, they try to get higher
The pussy I slay, but hers is a fighter
You're mad 'cause you can't be like me
I stunt, I flex, and I burn Mary, G
(Y'all feel like that?) i stick to the code
Fall back and let young niggas
Watch and take notes
Uh (Y'all feel like that?) shagadava, ah fu-
Y'all feel like that?