THIS AND THAT by NIKSHOWW Lyrics
(Hook) -
Nikshoww this and nikshoww that
Designer yeah i'm copping that
I'm giving y'all a heart attack
I see a pussy lay him flat (what?)
Icy like a snowman
Listen to no man
Nikshoww on the beat and I got the fucking plan (aye!)
I'll bag your hoe, smack your hoe then leave her at your front door
I don't need friends, yeah I only need foes
She tryna stay loyal but she see I got alot of dough
I be blowing up the charts yeah bitch the score
(Verse 1) -
Verse one, I'm on the run
I got the dough I'm having fun
And y'all be tryna catch up I already won
I got these brands all on my body, ain't nobody stopping me
I be dressing head to toe like I'm on on a shopping spree (shopping spree)
They say money talks, so don't ask me why I talk a lot
Every time they hate, my rap gets even more hot
I made it through the cracks y'all be stuck in a knot
I'm all the at the top, number one spot (number one)
I drip too hard, I be slipping past your guard
Ain't no way you passing me kid, you know I make that shit hard
I got chain on my neck and to me you just a speck
And they always think of me when they asked who's up next
(Hook) -
Nikshoww this and nikshoww that
Designer yeah i'm copping that
I'm giving y'all a heart attack
I see a pussy lay him flat (what?)
Icy like a snowman
Listen to no man
Nikshoww on the beat and I got the fucking plan (aye!)
I'll bag your hoe, smack your hoe then leave her at your front door
I don't need friends, yeah I only need foes
She tryna stay loyal but she see I got alot of dough
I be blowing up the charts yeah bitch the score
(Verse 2)
Verse 2, who are you?
All my hunnids they be blue
Energy like mountain ain't nobody you in my queue
I just get my money up and don't you get your funny up
Every day I wake up and grind and get my numbers up
You a bum, are you dumb
See me and you run, aye
Y'all be hating on me but I know how to stay numb
Riding in my own lane the finish line is the fame
I use your bitch in place of the grinding cane (sorry)
Wipe my hands of the bitches and the fake friends
I don't follow rules and I don't follow trends (yuh)
I'm blowing up the game ain't no way I can lose (nah)
I got the fame and the clout I make big money moves
(Hook) -
Nikshoww this and nikshoww that
Designer yeah i'm copping that
I'm giving y'all a heart attack
I see a pussy lay him flat (what?)
Icy like a snowman
Listen to no man
Nikshoww on the beat and I got the fucking plan (aye!)
I'll bag your hoe, smack your hoe then leave her at your front door
I don't need friends, yeah I only need foes
She tryna stay loyal but she see I got alot of dough
I be blowing up the charts yeah bitch the score
Nikshoww this and nikshoww that
Designer yeah i'm copping that
I'm giving y'all a heart attack
I see a pussy lay him flat (what?)
Icy like a snowman
Listen to no man
Nikshoww on the beat and I got the fucking plan (aye!)
I'll bag your hoe, smack your hoe then leave her at your front door
I don't need friends, yeah I only need foes
She tryna stay loyal but she see I got alot of dough
I be blowing up the charts yeah bitch the score
(Verse 1) -
Verse one, I'm on the run
I got the dough I'm having fun
And y'all be tryna catch up I already won
I got these brands all on my body, ain't nobody stopping me
I be dressing head to toe like I'm on on a shopping spree (shopping spree)
They say money talks, so don't ask me why I talk a lot
Every time they hate, my rap gets even more hot
I made it through the cracks y'all be stuck in a knot
I'm all the at the top, number one spot (number one)
I drip too hard, I be slipping past your guard
Ain't no way you passing me kid, you know I make that shit hard
I got chain on my neck and to me you just a speck
And they always think of me when they asked who's up next
(Hook) -
Nikshoww this and nikshoww that
Designer yeah i'm copping that
I'm giving y'all a heart attack
I see a pussy lay him flat (what?)
Icy like a snowman
Listen to no man
Nikshoww on the beat and I got the fucking plan (aye!)
I'll bag your hoe, smack your hoe then leave her at your front door
I don't need friends, yeah I only need foes
She tryna stay loyal but she see I got alot of dough
I be blowing up the charts yeah bitch the score
(Verse 2)
Verse 2, who are you?
All my hunnids they be blue
Energy like mountain ain't nobody you in my queue
I just get my money up and don't you get your funny up
Every day I wake up and grind and get my numbers up
You a bum, are you dumb
See me and you run, aye
Y'all be hating on me but I know how to stay numb
Riding in my own lane the finish line is the fame
I use your bitch in place of the grinding cane (sorry)
Wipe my hands of the bitches and the fake friends
I don't follow rules and I don't follow trends (yuh)
I'm blowing up the game ain't no way I can lose (nah)
I got the fame and the clout I make big money moves
(Hook) -
Nikshoww this and nikshoww that
Designer yeah i'm copping that
I'm giving y'all a heart attack
I see a pussy lay him flat (what?)
Icy like a snowman
Listen to no man
Nikshoww on the beat and I got the fucking plan (aye!)
I'll bag your hoe, smack your hoe then leave her at your front door
I don't need friends, yeah I only need foes
She tryna stay loyal but she see I got alot of dough
I be blowing up the charts yeah bitch the score