Nussie
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Nussie è stato pubblicato il 26 giugno 2026 da Never Broke Again, LLC/Motown Records come parte dell'album ML2
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Testi
[Intro]
Ayo, Fatboi, let me hear somethin'
[Intro]
My **** Brando the sickest
Say, Brando, what it's hittin' for?
Aye
I wasn't raised like none of these ****
You, aye, I'm cut from a whole different cloth
Believe that, I'm straight off that North
[Verse 1]
Can I do my thing, and pop my shit on top a bitch too?
Can I take all of my kids on a trip to Spain, then buy them shit too?
He done got up in my way, we killed your mans like I was 'posed to
I just pulled up Lambo' back-to-back to back, and I got my tool too
Ba-bang, bang, hold on, bitch tried to slump me
Find where he lay at, lay his head right there, get back to money
Hold on, brr, bitch, I'm known for stuntin'
I'm out Southern, with a cutter, with a drum, bitch
Look, on my son and on my mother, on a Sunday, it'll get ugly
On this oath, I break a vow, then on my soul, it's gon' haunt me
On his head I placed a dot, then popped that bitch like a pimple, bust it
PO told me, take a piss test and I shitted in a cup (Nussie)
I'm a slime, I ain't your partner, I'll rob you out of somethin'
You got a problem? From the bottom to the top, the climb for somethin'
And a man that stand for nothin', he gon' stand for nothin', dumbass
I'm a man that stand for somethin', murder your ass 'bout the cash
I'm in a quarter-million-dollar car with a two dollar flag
Real thirty on a stick, dumb bitch thought the shell catcher was a bag
That we put jewels in, hollow holders go in, put holes in ****'s ass
We sit back, and eat, and smoke, after we roll a **** ass
Live from the gutter, reportin', my brother, I love you
I got your back for a fact, lettin' nobody touch you
Together, we done struggled
Shit, what you want? What you wan' do?
We could pop out with that strap and make shit move
We could pull up and fuck over one of them dudes
Motorola, Nola'Yola
Real closure, Cosa Nostra
I can't serve you, I don't know you
In a cell, I'm drinkin' fours
To all my real gangsters, real bangers, think I owe you
Behind this mic, I show you
[Outro]
Who the whole city blamed it on? (Nussie)
Who homicide gettin' real tied up? (Nussie)
Who they turned they back on, but still be showin' love? (YoungBoy)
Who got that pussy-**** smashed in the club?
Who got that gettin' your daughter fucked and got your son on drugs? I'm sorry
Bitch, disrespect me, make me double back, I'm a gangster
Ridin' where they say it's dangerous, bumpin' old school and a gangster
Mind of a menace, I'm rich and famous
