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ITS ME (feat. Deopp & @las) Video (MV)




Performed By: No Nasa
Language: English
Length: 2:26
Written by: Grey Abraxas, Pap Diop




No Nasa - ITS ME (feat. Deopp & @las) Lyrics




Drain the assist
Baby, it kiss
Listen the bass, don't it smack like some lips
Sprain in my wrist
Scuff on my kicks
Rough up some kids
Got some cuts on my knuckles
I'll line up some knees
Like some boots, make em buckle
I'm doomed like a couple
A couple of months Ima ruffle some feathers
Wherever, whenever
I'm pulling the levers
Bitch, no more half measures
How you saying shit without saying shit
Playground, there's no flagrant
I don't like people
I don't fake it
All that fake shit, stay away with
F*cking with my gaaaaaang
(...We pull in a candy colored Beamer...)
Pussy on the paaaaiiinnt
(...Bitches all over this shit, I'm talking all over!)

Told baby girl come burn with me
Like we chilling up in the pyre
Told baby girl come f*ck with me
Got a couple secrets she can't see
Told baby girl I'm not
Told baby girl I am
Got a couple secrets that she can't see

Daddy got the pills like the Huxtables
F*ck, I'm untouchable
If you all good, you all corruptible
Always made money not deductible
Sipping on a brown bottle
And it's cold bitch
Want a brown skinned model
And no old bitch
When you gonna pass the dope?
Bitch I'm boutta pass the dope
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Drain the assist
Baby, it kiss
Listen the bass, don't it smack like some lips
Sprain in my wrist
Scuff on my kicks
Rough up some kids
Got some cuts on my knuckles
I'll line up some knees
Like some boots, make em buckle
I'm doomed like a couple
A couple of months Ima ruffle some feathers
Wherever, whenever
I'm pulling the levers
Bitch, no more half measures
How you saying shit without saying shit
Playground, there's no flagrant
I don't like people
I don't fake it
All that fake shit, stay away with
F*cking with my gaaaaaang
(...We pull in a candy colored Beamer...)
Pussy on the paaaaiiinnt
(...Bitches all over this shit, I'm talking all over!)

Told baby girl come burn with me
Like we chilling up in the pyre
Told baby girl come f*ck with me
Got a couple secrets she can't see
Told baby girl I'm not
Told baby girl I am
Got a couple secrets that she can't see

Daddy got the pills like the Huxtables
F*ck, I'm untouchable
If you all good, you all corruptible
Always made money not deductible
Sipping on a brown bottle
And it's cold bitch
Want a brown skinned model
And no old bitch
When you gonna pass the dope?
Bitch I'm boutta pass the dope
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Writer: Grey Abraxas, Pap Diop
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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