Nookie

(альбом: PTSD - 2019)

[Young Adz:]
(Turn me up)
(That's the nookie, nookie)
(Number 29)

Treat the pussy right
That's good nookie (Nookie)
Keep killers 'round me
That's how it should be
Shoulda, woulda, coulda
Nigga just could be
Yeah, you know the vibe
Up in Chane-ne, I'm picking your size

Murder got a price
I'll pay it tonight
Blending the bujj in a blender, whiping the white
Just spoke to my Imam and he said I can get five wives
The nitty just died in the bando, but the cat's got nine lives

[Lil Baby:]
Money don't change me, stand on that statement
You wouldn't understand, had a hand on the pavement
Still around the way, I forgot that I'm famous
Only hit her once, Lil Keed, she nameless
Rolls Royce truck coming through, that's heinous
Audimar Piguet, Rolex, both stainless
Hear 'em throwing shots, just watch where you aiming
Ain't gon' stop, I'm going hard how I came in
No new friends, swear to God I'm with the same men
Married to the street, I got a CZ on my ring finger
Made it out the streets to the Forbes, I'm a game changer
Straight from out the streets, they try to label me a gangbanger
Quarter-million dollars got me foreign whip lane-changing
Only handle business, getting money, doing the same thing
Niggas who with me, we gon' see who you maintain
Every chance I get I'm screaming, "Free 'em out the chain gang"

You got it girl, I ain't giving out my last name
Christmas every day, the plug call and said the bands came
Lamborghini trailer got me speeding in the fast lane
Thinking 'bout the time I hit my bottom in the trash can
Money too long, figures longer than your last man
I can beat it up way better than your last man
I can send a jet, you can cancel all your damn plans
Baby, is you fucking? Was you bored? It's your last chance

[Young Adz:]
Treat the pussy right
That's good nookie (Nookie)
Keep killers 'round me
That's how it should be
Shoulda, woulda, coulda
Nigga just could be
Yeah, you know the vibe
Up in Chane-ne, I'm picking your size

Murder got a price
I'll pay it tonight
Blending the bujj in a blender, whiping the white
Just spoke to my Imam and he said I can get five wives
The nitty just died in the bando, but the cat's got nine lives

My nigga told me he ain't hurt none
Keep talking like you heard sutting
I'm from South London, hit a nigga up, nine-nights, it's church something
Can't find you on the glide, we'll pull up on your first cousin
She just said, "Who you talking to?"
On work, I'm tryna work something

[Dirtbike LB:]
In the kitchen with some work, yeah
In the kitchen, we still learn, yeah
Surely my niggas come first, yeah
We threw thousands of bricks out the birds, yeah
I see jakes on my strip, I don't wait there
I spend thousands of pounds on your fake hair
My codeine is dangerous, I'm faded
I'll eat that pussy in Mayfair

[Young Adz:]
Treat the pussy right
That's good nookie
Keep killers 'round me
That's how it should be
Shoulda, woulda, coulda
Nigga just could be
Yeah, you know the vibe
Up in Chane-ne, I'm picking your size

Murder got a price
I'll pay it tonight
Blending the bujj in a blender, whiping the white
Just spoke to my Imam and he said I can get five wives
The nitty just died in the bando, but the cat's got nine lives