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letra de nothing nice. - trey, the stunna

[intro verse]
play with my mans, then you lose a hand
smoked a gram, in the minivan
b-tch you know the brand
i don’t with f-ck n-ggas
keep the burner in my left hand
i don’t brag, but you dissing me, imma drop a bag

[verse 1]
dropped hermes freestyle, n-ggas really ain’t get the message
b-tch, i spun the block twice, now you really get the message
n-ggas really dissing me , call your father he ain’t coming
see me stunting with your b-tch, don’t be talking y’all be fronting
b-tch i double all my money, and i’m back with no strings attach
n-ggas ranking up, to my level it’s a mismatch
dig your own grave, smoke you out in my opp pack
i’m b-tch don’t play with me, you looking funny, get your sh-t smacked
keep my f-cking name out your mouth, you get chris rocked
rock paper scissor, with the switch, you get sh-ll shocked
i ain’t never felt the same so i went my own lane
n-ggas really diss my name, thinking we the f-cking same

[chorus]
nothing nice, cut the price, b-tch i’m adding all the spice
nothing nice, pay the price, now your momma finna cry
nothing nice, roll a dice, b-tch you playing with your life
nothing nice, f-ck your life don’t say my name twice
[intro]
(metro)
ya dig?

[verse 2]
every f-cking day all i hear is the same sh-t
you n-ggas bunch of p-ssy, you ain’t never over stepping sh-t
bad b-tch, if i hit her once, now she average
on some wayne sh-t, smoke y’all n-ggas while in college
you ain’t got the f-cking knowledge, if you ain’t above me
spike lee, shoot a fl!ck, but you can’t direct me
me, myself and i bouta put you six feet deep
n-ggas see the f-cking heat, when stunna hit the streets
i ain’t never let another n-gga disrespect my name
i ain’t never trust a b-tch, cause they stay switching lanes
i ain’t never been same, when i shoot it like i’m dame
if a n-gga overstepping, he gon see his own brains

- trey the stunna

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