NiNi

[Verse 1: Jay Furr]
You don't want smoke, nigga, kill that
I speak the real so they feel that
You could run up and get peeled back
And the pack just got in, nigga seal that
Got a big ass Glock with a kickback
And the bread on the way, nigga sit back
And my slime with the shit, get your shit snatched
All my niggas came from nothin we got big racks
You ain't on shit, nigga hop out
They forgot I'm a rich-ass dropout
Boy stop you is not with the pop house
You got caught then you turned to a cop now
You got out, heard you hang with the opps now?
Gettin racks boy I feel like your pops now
They be waitin on Lil Jay to drop now
Too much guap, man a nigga done lost count
Truck super fast, can't leave me
Diamonds so hard you can see them in 3D
Imma a rich youngin, know you wanna be me
Through these Cartier frames, I can't see you like Stevie
Spend the racks, get it back it's a 3Peat
And a brand new Glock name it NiNi
I bought my bitch Louis V, then she eat up
I'm havin plays, hold on let me re-up
Niggas don't play cause they broker than Nina
Heard you want beef, you a fan when you see us
I'm having racks boy these niggas ain't feed us
We already won and they still trynna keep up

[Verse 2: SSG Splurge]
Look at my pocket, lil boy, these ain't V-bucks
I'm havin 6x more than your re-up
Make a nigga jump criss-cross, shoot his feet up
I just got a new choppa and named that bitch T-up
I ain't signin no deal cause know fool talkin peanuts
Nigga play you gon die boy you not gettin beat up
And the choppa a ten-point, droppin them t-cups
And did that bih high pull up passing out fifties
I'm on hella drank so I fuck around
024's while a nigga in LA that's a cult
I ain't worried about shit drop a bag on this oach
I ain't talkin bout Cuban this .30 on the holster
Didn't your mamma "stay out the street" boy you got caught
Finna throw a pack, nigga, watch out she a gold digger
These niggas that ain't gotta rap, niggas know me
Know I got VVS, know I still spin like a CD