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letra de nervous (feat. mak sauce & lil jah) - ff rarri

[chorus: mak sauce]
serving junkies crack rocks (achoo)
kick (fltt), (fltt) ’til his f-cking heart stop
drop her drawers
but she either give me top
with the top drop
22 shots got this chop gop
make the glock pop
fed lurking on a n-gga block
got me nervous (ah)
100 shots, make the neighbors call the cops
it got me nervous (whoo)
p-ssy wet, i don’t know if i pulled out b-tch i’m nervous (bltt, bltt, bltt)
thing on me i ain’t worried
nervous the feds lurking they say it’s urgent
nervous the glock 30 gon do him dirty (bltt)
nervous the stove hot and i’m cooking birdy (ah)
nervous, nervous
yes nervous
nervous, nеrvous (ah)
nervous

[verse 1: lil jah]
yeah i’m off the pеrkys (perkys)
i’m bound to do him dirty (dirty)
h-llcat swerving (skrt)
yeah i put that work in (work in)
pockets real fat so you know i’m never hurting
b-tch i’m kash first
now put that ass first (kash first)
i wanna see you twerk
baby put in work
he wanna hit it first (she wanna hit it first)
she let me hit it first (let me hit it first)
her n-gga real hurt, now i’m smoking sherbert
roll up cookie in a backwood
b-tch i’m from the hood
feds watching, n-ggas plotting
n-ggas know i’m known for getting sh-t popping
i get that pop rocks
n-gga try to rob get hit with the glock
with the glock
[chorus: mak sauce]
serving junkies crack rocks (achoo)
kick (fltt), (fltt) ’til his f-cking heart stop
drop her drawers
but she either give me top
with the top drop
22 shots got this chop gop
make the glock pop
fed lurking on a n-gga block
got me nervous (ah)
100 shots, make the neighbors call the cops
it got me nervous (whoo)
p-ssy wet, i don’t know if i pulled out b-tch i’m nervous (bltt, bltt, bltt)
thing on me i ain’t worried
nervous the feds lurking they say it’s urgent
nervous the glock 30 gon do him dirty (bltt)
nervous the stove hot and i’m cooking birdy (ah)
nervous, nervous
yes nervous
nervous, nervous (ah)
nervous

[verse 2: ff rarri]
i up the glock i got him nervous
beat that p-ssy ’til it’s hurting (hurting)
maybach with the curtains (skrt)
i had to get him knocked off that l’il n-gga was nervous
i just f-cked your b-tch, and i didn’t do no flirting
and i bet that boy get hit
we gon but him on a shirt
i just did a show out this b-tch and it was turnt
i don’t wanna classify that b-tch ’cause i’m not hers
i’m the first n-gga pull foreign whip and i was swerving (skrt)
balling on these n-ggas man i think i need a jersey (whoa)
and you know we having audi talk
4 rings pull up in the back she make that forelip l!ck
[outro: mak sauce]
nervous, nervous (ah)
nervous, nervous nervous (yes)
nervous
fed lurking on a n-gga block got me nervous (ah)
fed lurking on a n-gga block got me nervous (whoo)
nervous, nervous (ah)
nervous, (ah) nervous nervous (yes)
nervous (ah)

- ff rarri

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