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Nasiumm - Prove (feat. Lil TK) Lyrics



Nasiumm - Prove (feat. Lil TK) Lyrics
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I will not settle for less
I f*ck around and put 10 on my neck
If you want shots I'm a vet I'll pull it out and put 10 on yo head
See me you stop n you stare
Imma do me and you never ahead
If you wan come wit the glock Imma hit you on top for the bread
They moppin ya head
I'm tryna hop in the jet
Hop in the benz and we ride in the coupe
I don't want hoes I want checks
Started wit sum I had it to prove
I lost my mom as a kid
Someone to grind for when I'm in the stu
If you wan see me again
Betta go catch me when I'm in the booth
Ye I'm stuck in the booth, if you want see me put stars in the roof
Uh Yee cold wit the flu, I got da cuban wit pointers it boof
Yee slide when I move, Imma always winnin got nothin to lose
Uh Yee stick wit the tool, I'm always ready for anyone who gonna try me
Who gonna stick wit the tommy
Who gonna run to they mommy
Who gonna shot me
Who gon be ready to pop me
When I pull up and they saw me
Runnin it fo me
Imma pull up on yo homie
Imma let go of da chromie
Shooter reloaded
If you want beef I'm devoted
I pull the top off the rover and go to the ocean
Sit on the beach, we pourin
Quali the drink, we soarin
Smokin and zonin
Wit cha main bitch, she hoein
She wanna ride on my pole
And imma control it
You wanna hit, the rosin
I'm throwin shots, derozan
You are not chosen
Hit it you laxin and moanin
I make her curl up her toes while I hit in the morning
I will not settle for less
I f*ck around and put 10 on my neck
If you want shots I'm a vet
I pull it out and put 10 on your head
See me you stop n you stare
Imma do me and you never ahead
If you wan come wit the glock Imma hit you on top for the bread
They moppin ya head
I'm tryna hop in the jet
Hop in the benz and we ride in the coupe
I don't want hoes I want checks
Started wit sum I had it to prove
I lost my mom as a kid
Someone to grind for when I'm in the stu
If you wan see me again
Betta go catch me when I'm in the booth
Ye I'm stuck in the booth, if you want see me put stars in the roof
Uh Yee cold wit the flu, I got da Cuban wit pointers it boof
Uh yee slide when I move, Imma always winnin got nothin to lose
Uh Yee stick wit the tool, I'm always ready for anyone who gonna try me
Who gonna try me my diamonds be dancin my diamonds be movin uh ye
I f*cked your hoe and you know that she want me you niggas be losin uh ye
Back of the back yeah I came from the back so the trap it be movin uh ye
Trap it be movin, trap it be movin uh
Im flyin the sky jus like nasa I'm vibin in space and I chill wit the martians uh
We do a lot, if you is a opp, then youa get put in a coffin uh
Double C's and double G's I drip when I walk in the party ye
Your bitch on my cock and you know that she want me
She say that she love me she got sum to prove
I will not settle for less
I f*ck around and put 10 on my neck
If you want shots I'm a vet
I pull it out and put 10 on your head
See me you stop n you stare
Imma do me and you never ahead
If you wan come wit the glock Imma hit you on top for the bread
They moppin ya head
I'm tryna hop in the jet
Hop in the benz and we ride in the coupe
I don't want hoes I want checks
Started wit sum I had it to prove
I lost my mom as a kid
Someone to grind for when I'm in the stu
If you wan see me again
Betta go catch me when I'm in the booth
Ye I'm stuck in the booth, if you want see me put stars in the roof
Uh Yee cold wit the flu, I got da Cuban wit pointers it boof
Uh yee slide when I move, Imma always winnin got nothin to lose
Uh Yee stick wit the tool, I'm always ready for anyone who gonna try me
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I will not settle for less
I f*ck around and put 10 on my neck
If you want shots I'm a vet I'll pull it out and put 10 on yo head
See me you stop n you stare
Imma do me and you never ahead
If you wan come wit the glock Imma hit you on top for the bread
They moppin ya head
I'm tryna hop in the jet
Hop in the benz and we ride in the coupe
I don't want hoes I want checks
Started wit sum I had it to prove
I lost my mom as a kid
Someone to grind for when I'm in the stu
If you wan see me again
Betta go catch me when I'm in the booth
Ye I'm stuck in the booth, if you want see me put stars in the roof
Uh Yee cold wit the flu, I got da cuban wit pointers it boof
Yee slide when I move, Imma always winnin got nothin to lose
Uh Yee stick wit the tool, I'm always ready for anyone who gonna try me
Who gonna stick wit the tommy
Who gonna run to they mommy
Who gonna shot me
Who gon be ready to pop me
When I pull up and they saw me
Runnin it fo me
Imma pull up on yo homie
Imma let go of da chromie
Shooter reloaded
If you want beef I'm devoted
I pull the top off the rover and go to the ocean
Sit on the beach, we pourin
Quali the drink, we soarin
Smokin and zonin
Wit cha main bitch, she hoein
She wanna ride on my pole
And imma control it
You wanna hit, the rosin
I'm throwin shots, derozan
You are not chosen
Hit it you laxin and moanin
I make her curl up her toes while I hit in the morning
I will not settle for less
I f*ck around and put 10 on my neck
If you want shots I'm a vet
I pull it out and put 10 on your head
See me you stop n you stare
Imma do me and you never ahead
If you wan come wit the glock Imma hit you on top for the bread
They moppin ya head
I'm tryna hop in the jet
Hop in the benz and we ride in the coupe
I don't want hoes I want checks
Started wit sum I had it to prove
I lost my mom as a kid
Someone to grind for when I'm in the stu
If you wan see me again
Betta go catch me when I'm in the booth
Ye I'm stuck in the booth, if you want see me put stars in the roof
Uh Yee cold wit the flu, I got da Cuban wit pointers it boof
Uh yee slide when I move, Imma always winnin got nothin to lose
Uh Yee stick wit the tool, I'm always ready for anyone who gonna try me
Who gonna try me my diamonds be dancin my diamonds be movin uh ye
I f*cked your hoe and you know that she want me you niggas be losin uh ye
Back of the back yeah I came from the back so the trap it be movin uh ye
Trap it be movin, trap it be movin uh
Im flyin the sky jus like nasa I'm vibin in space and I chill wit the martians uh
We do a lot, if you is a opp, then youa get put in a coffin uh
Double C's and double G's I drip when I walk in the party ye
Your bitch on my cock and you know that she want me
She say that she love me she got sum to prove
I will not settle for less
I f*ck around and put 10 on my neck
If you want shots I'm a vet
I pull it out and put 10 on your head
See me you stop n you stare
Imma do me and you never ahead
If you wan come wit the glock Imma hit you on top for the bread
They moppin ya head
I'm tryna hop in the jet
Hop in the benz and we ride in the coupe
I don't want hoes I want checks
Started wit sum I had it to prove
I lost my mom as a kid
Someone to grind for when I'm in the stu
If you wan see me again
Betta go catch me when I'm in the booth
Ye I'm stuck in the booth, if you want see me put stars in the roof
Uh Yee cold wit the flu, I got da Cuban wit pointers it boof
Uh yee slide when I move, Imma always winnin got nothin to lose
Uh Yee stick wit the tool, I'm always ready for anyone who gonna try me
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Writer: Jimi Whitcroft, Tristan Watts
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Performed By: Nasiumm
Language: English
Length: 3:22
Written by: Jimi Whitcroft, Tristan Watts

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