Nah... by TrippieJuann Lyrics

I used to pull hoes now Im chasing guap I pull up at yo crib with dat 40 glock you lookin out the peep hole and see a redd dot they call me redd shooter nickname deadshot, you suppose to be a gangster but you crying back come here lil fuck boy pick up the slack, catch me with the boys we all eating rap snacks blocking all my haters like my nick name shaq. you know that glock love me thats why its on my side you said you doing this and that buts that shit denied, Im confused nigga these hoes got my brain fried. Ima young bull hooping "Collin Sexton" Outside, I just pulled up with a Toool!!!
"Ricky Flair" Wooo Margiela's on my shoes, tweeking with the dance moves issa sweep not a broom sent a fuck boy to his room Yo baby daddy not that cool, Diamonds water fill up the pool. Nah Im not a rapper (nope) nah Im not a trapper (nah) but ya baby daddy broke tell him dont get up his hopes, niggas love to copy and paste my shit, truth is google shouldnt let you take my lyrics I done flooded out my left wrist and broke up with my ex chick check this.....