Big Nic - Florida Gator Lyrics

Out in BROWARD County fw them junkies
These niggas off the wall, just like Humpty Dumpty
Shout out to the Boskie, mane these niggas be bummy
They takin fat ass Ls, bigger than my tummy

Ooo, I'm rockin Tommy
Ooo, these bitches want me
Boo, get up off me
My outfit cost too much G
Yeah I'm out here flossin
Turned into a boss and
My focus is to win
I cant focus on the losses
Damn, niggas cross me
But they cannot top me
I got a couple things
That's gone make the f*cking opps leave
Drama that's that hot tea
Niggas money rotting
And a nigga movin different cuz these niggas steady plotting

Dry ass convo, baby girl need some lip gloss
Winter bring May back, Ian talkin bout no Rick Ross
Cupid shuffle hoes cuz they all gone criss cross
When I'm feelin bored I just pull another fit off

Shoutout homie Slim, he a neighborhood Crip
If you run up on me, Beyblade he let it rip
Boat Boy Nic, mane I'm fresh off the ship
I swear my life is a movie cuz I'm havin the clips
Little Rock Quan cuz them hits don't make sense
If it don't make me dollars then it don't make no sense

Crocodile tears, I done turned to a Gator
I'm showin so much love but I still got haters
Baby she so sweet I want her Now & Later
Beat it fast McQueen then slow down like Mator
Big Nic slimmed up, but I still won't chase her
And I could give a f*ck if my actions faze her

Most of these niggas be fake
I'm a Debby nigga got cake
The hate I can't relate so I had to shake and bake
Sleepin on me ok
Scary sight when you awake
The next time face to face it's gone be up at ya wake

You gone be up in the ground
Droppin you just like some pounds
And Floyd mayweather
This shit over in one round
I won't make a sound
Out for blood just like a hound
And I'm chasing self success until all of it is found

I can't be no bum like you
Choppa sneeze, oh shit achoo
Keep that mf right beside me
Ash and Pikachu

Try to be nice to these niggas and they'll take you for granted
I had to turn around his bitch, she tried to throw me her panties
If you ain't in my circle then you can't understand me
Glad I learned economics, shout out to Mister Hamley

Because I can't grow up broke
Mane this shit is not a joke
And I'm chiefin on this blunt til I mf choke
Hanging niggas wit a rope
All white drip just like the pope
That nigga thought that we was cool?
But I had to tell em nope

Goofy ass joker
Black jack like it's poker
And she handing me her heart, but I barely even know her
Diamond rocks up in my choker
Slidin in some Loub loafers
And when I'm takin out the bread
Then you know I got my toaster
Hot asf like Mars, rover
Yo girl said she comin over
Let's just hope she do her job, I swear to God I won't expose her