NMNL feat. Kaeone 4renboy Ossi by Masosauce Lyrics
I want bands bands bands
Nothing more get out my face
She gon’ dance dance dance
She give me more yeah i want face
Yeah I got fans fans fans
And they want more so i dropped a tape
I made some bands bands bands
And you want some get out my face
Because ape on me and Gucci my lace
Yeah, she so bad she givin’ me face
I wanted to dash i hopped in the wraith
She callin’ me dad that’s the new type of wave
If you fuckin’ with me it’s kinda late
You told me you’ll ride you kind of fake
Yeah how many racks up on my plate
Prada on me yeah that’s the play
I got the 3 shows on the way
Fina blow it up like Michael Bay
Yeah, she want more i’m like, okay
I just made a movie it’s on replay
And your bitch so bad but there’s no way
I’m Kaeone it’s nice to meet ya
Spanish bitch my mamacita
We smoke that nigga like a reefa
Big bag hoe my nina
I want it bad yeah I need it
You in last i can see it
To my swag you can keep it
They play my music and repeat it
Like
Band on my wrist
Like
Band on a wrist
Like
Band on my wrist
Like
Band on a wrist
Like
Band on my wrist
Like
Band on a wrist
Like
Band on my wrist
Like
Band on a wrist
I’m too genie yeah they bought my style
I set the trend i make it worth wild
Yeah I’m on the go and i can’t stop now
Yeah come take yo hoe because i don’t want her
In the sky without the drugs
I’m an emo nigga not a thug
2 Tone ap who want drip
I done took a lot they bitches
Fly to LA we lil different
Fuck her i forgot i’m pimpin’
Niggas mad they ball like Pippen
Suck it till yo jaw is missin
Huh
Baby let’s hop in the beamer
I never love on my bitch i don’t need her
Blood on my suit take it to the cleaners
Baby you bad, be my pretty diva
My bitch ass fat like Monique
Said it all like Queen Latifah
I hear me and my nina
(Buh buh buh buh)
Bad lil baby, you know that i need ya
I’m out here with my Glock and i’m posing with her, nina
Heard that nigga looking crazy, he talks to them people
And i keep all of this money on me, shit get lethal
And i’m moving, tap tap, heard they talking bad
I just pulled out a brand new Glock, send shots to the back
Nigga's plying with me but i found out they dont rap
All that shit you saying in your music know its cap
Stop fucking lying nigga. bitch!
All my brodies gonna stack
Get to the cash we moving too fast
Oh, i'm Quizzy hidin' gas
I got my brothers cause have on my back
Reconned to be no cap
Movin' like NASA when they keep their rockets on blast
Bitches they be on my ass
Never catch me making wrong moves like a cass
We got the blickys and sticks and shit all the opps they broke up get them fixed and shit
Can't take their name how we dissin'
And i got all the crodies with the shits
Drippin' designer we get it and i want all of the money all the presidents
Flip it and split all the dividends
When the bands talk imma listen in
Promise me back to the phone
Diamonds they different colours so i can't watch my tone
Your homie moving too jokes
I want the red bottoms so i bloody your door
I
Nothing more get out my face
She gon’ dance dance dance
She give me more yeah i want face
Yeah I got fans fans fans
And they want more so i dropped a tape
I made some bands bands bands
And you want some get out my face
Because ape on me and Gucci my lace
Yeah, she so bad she givin’ me face
I wanted to dash i hopped in the wraith
She callin’ me dad that’s the new type of wave
If you fuckin’ with me it’s kinda late
You told me you’ll ride you kind of fake
Yeah how many racks up on my plate
Prada on me yeah that’s the play
I got the 3 shows on the way
Fina blow it up like Michael Bay
Yeah, she want more i’m like, okay
I just made a movie it’s on replay
And your bitch so bad but there’s no way
I’m Kaeone it’s nice to meet ya
Spanish bitch my mamacita
We smoke that nigga like a reefa
Big bag hoe my nina
I want it bad yeah I need it
You in last i can see it
To my swag you can keep it
They play my music and repeat it
Like
Band on my wrist
Like
Band on a wrist
Like
Band on my wrist
Like
Band on a wrist
Like
Band on my wrist
Like
Band on a wrist
Like
Band on my wrist
Like
Band on a wrist
I’m too genie yeah they bought my style
I set the trend i make it worth wild
Yeah I’m on the go and i can’t stop now
Yeah come take yo hoe because i don’t want her
In the sky without the drugs
I’m an emo nigga not a thug
2 Tone ap who want drip
I done took a lot they bitches
Fly to LA we lil different
Fuck her i forgot i’m pimpin’
Niggas mad they ball like Pippen
Suck it till yo jaw is missin
Huh
Baby let’s hop in the beamer
I never love on my bitch i don’t need her
Blood on my suit take it to the cleaners
Baby you bad, be my pretty diva
My bitch ass fat like Monique
Said it all like Queen Latifah
I hear me and my nina
(Buh buh buh buh)
Bad lil baby, you know that i need ya
I’m out here with my Glock and i’m posing with her, nina
Heard that nigga looking crazy, he talks to them people
And i keep all of this money on me, shit get lethal
And i’m moving, tap tap, heard they talking bad
I just pulled out a brand new Glock, send shots to the back
Nigga's plying with me but i found out they dont rap
All that shit you saying in your music know its cap
Stop fucking lying nigga. bitch!
All my brodies gonna stack
Get to the cash we moving too fast
Oh, i'm Quizzy hidin' gas
I got my brothers cause have on my back
Reconned to be no cap
Movin' like NASA when they keep their rockets on blast
Bitches they be on my ass
Never catch me making wrong moves like a cass
We got the blickys and sticks and shit all the opps they broke up get them fixed and shit
Can't take their name how we dissin'
And i got all the crodies with the shits
Drippin' designer we get it and i want all of the money all the presidents
Flip it and split all the dividends
When the bands talk imma listen in
Promise me back to the phone
Diamonds they different colours so i can't watch my tone
Your homie moving too jokes
I want the red bottoms so i bloody your door
I