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letra de ain't from soil - nico caine

young n-gga got motion
like a track star (zoom)
you ain’t got a car
how is you a trap star (skrrt, skrrt)
can’t even sell an ounce a week
that boy a cap star
n-gga dissed me in a song
that sh-t was subpar (subpar)

yurr
he needs to quit rapping
they hit my phone up
telling me to quit snapping (man, quit snapping)
my drip broken man i guess the water quit tapping
b-tch bad with no daddy
she a thick b-st-rd (bad b-tch)

scatter bullets everywhere when the heat fying
just because i bench 225 don’t mean that we fighting (h-ll nah)

when i say i’m cooking in the kitchen don’t mean grease frying
re rock knocking on the doors of the feens buying (nah)

sliding in some sh-t that go fast with a black ass tint (skrrt, skrrt)
n-ggas mad cuz it’s cash i print (cash)
can’t cuff a wack ass b-tch
only baddies over here cuz i don’t want no quack ass kids (dime pieces only)
yurr
if my kid ugly i’ll be p-ssed off (yup)
stank p-ssy hoes always make my d-ck soft (yup)
counting big money is how i get my kicks off (yup, yup, yup)
you n-ggas broke and simping and that’s the reason why ya b-tch gone

yurr
that ho is not loyal (thottiana)
why you calling her a queen
that ho is not royal (not a queen)
ugly hoes who think they bad
make my blood boil (stupid)
this sh-t home grown but it ain’t from soil (h-ll yeah)

i’m slapping motherf-ckers left and right
for looking at me funny
you broke depending on a ho
better go get some money (stupid b-tch)

only light brown and dark skins
for me i don’t do snow bunnies (h-ll nah)

and these hoes love my voice
cuz they know i ain’t from the country (brooklyn)

thottiana said she love me
and want a kid i still wear a condom
i’m in a city where the b-tches got burning boxers (ew)
my homie rawdogged now he itching
that boy need a doctor (pray for him)

man i can’t expect respect from the ho cuz she ain’t got a father (nah)

she ain’t got a father figure
i’ll be d-mned i wife a white b-tch
and she try to call me n-gga (that’s racist)

posting up all them guns
ain’t never pulled all them triggers (h-ll nah)

know that n-gga p-ssy
man his gang should just call him whiskers (p-ssy boy)

supreme on my shoes vlone for the hoodie b-tch
she rough giving head so i call her noogie b-tch (noogie b-tch)

i ain’t ever been p-ssywhipped enough about a ho
to get me crying in a song on some a boogie sh-t (nah)

- nico caine

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