Nardo Wick – Me or Sum Lyrics
[Part I]
[Intro: Future]
Drop your location, she think she me or sum’ (Hendrix)
Put on my chains, now she think she me or sum’
She keep a Glock in her bag, she think …
[Part I]
[Intro: Future]
Drop your location, she think she me or sum’ (Hendrix)
Put on my chains, now she think she me or sum’
She keep a Glock in her bag, she think …
[Verse 1]
You said, “Speak from your mind
The words that it finds
Come out of your soul, a part of the whole”
You said, “What does it change?
Both of us know
After tonight, there …
[TONY]
Maria…
The most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard:
Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria…
All the beautiful sounds of the world in a single word:
Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria…
Maria, Maria…
Maria!
I’ve just met a girl named Maria
And …
[Verse 1]
What happens in dreams where we fly?
Never been as high as tonight
Staring through a window in time
For someone to show me what I’m like
He said, “Hello”, it’s like a …
[Verse 1]
Oh-oh-oh, every little smile hides a little lie
Could cut the silence with a knife
Subatomic bliss is nothing left to miss
It’s just empty Russian roulette
[Pre-Chorus]
Try to brush it off my …
[Intro]
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
Yeah, yeah, Glizock
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch I’m in my bag
Yeah, bag, yeah, bag, bitch, I just made a bag
Yeah, bag, yeah, bag, bitch I just made a bag
Yeah, bag, yeah, bag yeah, bag a big bag
[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, nigga I got a real real addiction for this cash (Yeah, nigga)
I got a real ambition for this cash (Yeah)
Thirteen years old, where to shoot, pow, stash
I’m always up to somethin’, never sitting on my ass
[Verse]
Nigga, this glizzock got my skinnys saggin’
Nigga, I tote that Glizock with a passion (Pow)
Nigga, I tote that Glizock with a passion (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I tuck a whole lotta shit ’cause I can bag it
Bitch my heart cold (Yeah), my last name Moncler
My pockets fat swole, no, I don’t eat pears
And trappin’ ain’t dead (What?), these niggas just queers
I’m sippin’ color purple syrup, ballin’ hard just like the beard, (Swoosh)
Yeah and Larry Bird, I’m shootin’ shit, I know you heard
Ten toes never in no hurry nigga I call shots you heard
Money talkin’ what’s the word (Brrt, huh, what’s up?)
Ayy, I pray but don’t go to church
Don’t ask me to steer the verse
Can’t trust no ho that’s devil work
Yeah, I know the devil work (I know)
And I know that nobody is perfect
Still can’t trust a bitch, we servin’
For real though
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch I’m in my bag
Yeah, bag, yeah, bag, bitch, I just made a bag
Yeah, bag, yeah, bag, bitch I just made a bag
Yeah, bag, yeah, bag yeah, bag a big bag
[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, nigga I got a real real addiction for this cash (Yeah, nigga)
I got a real ambition for this cash (Yeah)
Thirteen years old, where to shoot, pow, stash
I’m always up to somethin’, never sitting on my ass
Yeah, nigga I got a real real addiction for this cash (Yeah)
I got a real ambition for this cash (Yeah)
Thirteen years old, where to shoot, pow, stash
I’m always up to somethin’, never sitting on my ass
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