Nobu

Shorty say she need a man No not me We gon' chase the bag Till the money stay green See your in the back And she wana chat to me What's the move What's the plan You really want me I said No baby no boo Imma get this shit till I'm eatin Nobu Till I'm drippin in this sauce From my head to toes too I don't fuck up wit your gang I can cut the ties loose Understand that I ain't rollin With no mob ties here I'm pretty sure I'm rollin With some godlike peers Got a plan will have you lookin Like oh god they here Your man he's on a move Like he's gona go clear I said no baby No boo Your man is living life That he's only faking Yeah I'm sat up with my boo And we paper chasin Yeah I'm running up a cheque Like I'm rally racing I shuffle decks of cards And put my chips all in Your man they round the table And they start stallin I get a call up from his b He's like who's that calling Stop talking Put the money all in I know you are gonna wanna Try and roll with me When I collect the pot And skate out With my team I don't have to roll around With a ting on me I'm to fresh and clean For your bitch to see Shorty say she need a man No not me We gon' chase the bag Till the money stay green See your in the back And she wana chat to me Whats the move Whats the plan I said you really want me I said no baby no boo Imma get this shit Till I'm eatin Nobu Till I'm dripping in this sauce From my head to toes to I don't fuck up wit your gang I can cut the ties loose I remember when I First picked up the pack I saw the mula and I Ain't never looked back I was hoping one day that When I was young That I could count a rack And now we Shopping up in Harveys Spending nickels cus we can Nikz and Booda yea We mixing up the pan Kneading yola in the kitchen Tryna get that dough for kam I remember when we Didn't have a plan And now we flying overseas So we can shop up in Milan Now we stay zoned Pour some Henny in my cup It keep me stable I'm with your bm And your youtes in a cradle I'm fuckin her But I'm wrapped up like an 8 ball Bitches wanna hate more Blow up like some claymore All this shit is paid for How you think we make dough Tryna stack this peso Tryna stack this peso Get up out my lane bro I charge it to the game bro Shorty say she need a man No not me We gon' chase the bag Till the money stay green See your in the back And she wanna chat to me Whats the move Whats the plan I said you really want me I said no baby no boo Imma get this shit Till I'm eatin Nobu Till I'm dripping in this sauce From my head to toes too I don't fuck up with your gang I can cut the ties loose Yeah