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Nori Tone - Bastard Child Lyrics



Nori Tone - Bastard Child Lyrics




I grew up a bastard I ain't got no manners disrespectful as a mother fu*ker you don't like it change the channel
I grew up a bastard I ain't got no manners disrespectful as a mother fu*ker you don't like it change the channel

I grew up a bastard and everybody know it
Whoop a ni**a ass in a minute and you mother f*cking know it
You want yours I want mine bottom fu*king line
If you don't do nothing else you gone respect my fu*king mind
I tell you ni**as all the time all the time all the time
Drop all the salt you want I'm a shine I'm a shine
Every thang I got is mine nobody gave me sh*t
I ain't have to drop a dime I ain't have to flip a brick
Thanking about changing my name to Loq T I'm legit
Cuz don't nobody do it like I do it I ain't new to this
I like a lot of the new music but some of yall ni**as full of sh*t
You probably never heard of me but know this I do this sh*t
Swag lit paper thick bad bi**hes take ya pick
Right after I take this pic hash tag getting rich
I'm the trillest heaven sent
Gotta cup full of lean I represent huh
Cooling like I'm sitting behind tint under ac
Swanging on ni**as I'm a make em hate me
Don't you ever call me broke
I ain't on the brakes money never made me
Ni**a I'm g I'm just doing what I supposed to
Just remember I told cha swag on ultra ni**a hanging like a poster ni**a

I grew up a bastard I ain't got no manners disrespectful as a mother fu*ker you don't like it change the channel
I grew up a bastard I ain't got no manners disrespectful as a mother fu*ker you don't like it change the channel

Everything secured safe like a holster
Early am sip mimosa's chilling wit the baddest thing from round your costal
Everyday living life to the fullest so I'm toasting
Had to take a pic for the gram had to post it
I ain't flexing I'm focused
Getting all this money I hope you notice
Why would you waste yo time talking bout a trill ni**a so bogus
Doing all that unpaid promotion
I ain't checked the time cuz I ain't got time ni**a peep the rollie
I'm bending corners in that new thang fully loaded
Let them tell it sh*t I stole it a young ni**a pockets swoll
Cant denied it bi**h I'm chosen bussing like a 40'
The world is mine and you know it can't denied I'm the coldest
I cant sugar coated but my old school candy coated
I'm the sh*t yo bi**h told me she love the big d*ck on me
Splashing in the Balmain she love the way they fit on me
Giuseppe got her insane she all on my d*ck homie
Aye what you rock is no shame but get up on yo sh*t homie
And what yo got is no game you gone let me take yo bi**h homie
This disrespectful as it get homie
I ain't got know love for ya
You ain't my homie you ain't my blood brother then fu*k ya

I grew up a bastard I ain't got no manners disrespectful as a mother fu*ker you don't like it change the channel
I grew up a bastard I ain't got no manners disrespectful as a mother fu*ker you don't like it change the channel

I grew up a bastard...
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I grew up a bastard I ain't got no manners disrespectful as a mother fu*ker you don't like it change the channel
I grew up a bastard I ain't got no manners disrespectful as a mother fu*ker you don't like it change the channel

I grew up a bastard and everybody know it
Whoop a ni**a ass in a minute and you mother f*cking know it
You want yours I want mine bottom fu*king line
If you don't do nothing else you gone respect my fu*king mind
I tell you ni**as all the time all the time all the time
Drop all the salt you want I'm a shine I'm a shine
Every thang I got is mine nobody gave me sh*t
I ain't have to drop a dime I ain't have to flip a brick
Thanking about changing my name to Loq T I'm legit
Cuz don't nobody do it like I do it I ain't new to this
I like a lot of the new music but some of yall ni**as full of sh*t
You probably never heard of me but know this I do this sh*t
Swag lit paper thick bad bi**hes take ya pick
Right after I take this pic hash tag getting rich
I'm the trillest heaven sent
Gotta cup full of lean I represent huh
Cooling like I'm sitting behind tint under ac
Swanging on ni**as I'm a make em hate me
Don't you ever call me broke
I ain't on the brakes money never made me
Ni**a I'm g I'm just doing what I supposed to
Just remember I told cha swag on ultra ni**a hanging like a poster ni**a

I grew up a bastard I ain't got no manners disrespectful as a mother fu*ker you don't like it change the channel
I grew up a bastard I ain't got no manners disrespectful as a mother fu*ker you don't like it change the channel

Everything secured safe like a holster
Early am sip mimosa's chilling wit the baddest thing from round your costal
Everyday living life to the fullest so I'm toasting
Had to take a pic for the gram had to post it
I ain't flexing I'm focused
Getting all this money I hope you notice
Why would you waste yo time talking bout a trill ni**a so bogus
Doing all that unpaid promotion
I ain't checked the time cuz I ain't got time ni**a peep the rollie
I'm bending corners in that new thang fully loaded
Let them tell it sh*t I stole it a young ni**a pockets swoll
Cant denied it bi**h I'm chosen bussing like a 40'
The world is mine and you know it can't denied I'm the coldest
I cant sugar coated but my old school candy coated
I'm the sh*t yo bi**h told me she love the big d*ck on me
Splashing in the Balmain she love the way they fit on me
Giuseppe got her insane she all on my d*ck homie
Aye what you rock is no shame but get up on yo sh*t homie
And what yo got is no game you gone let me take yo bi**h homie
This disrespectful as it get homie
I ain't got know love for ya
You ain't my homie you ain't my blood brother then fu*k ya

I grew up a bastard I ain't got no manners disrespectful as a mother fu*ker you don't like it change the channel
I grew up a bastard I ain't got no manners disrespectful as a mother fu*ker you don't like it change the channel

I grew up a bastard...
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