Flaire - NADA lyrics

First Verse: I've been walking through my town like my sh** don't stank I'm sorry Miss Jackson, your house is a trip to the bank What else am I supposed to do when section 8 on my plate? Other than clear your cupboards and mob the city with rank Breaking news, I'm back to breaking rules again 40 acres and a mule, family j**els, dividends Finna make me pull a 215 when you pull up in Impalas Make a jug that's big enough to cover two baby mommas Hook: Oh Lord give me c-notes They might get me with a repo But it's cool I'll just flip it into three hoes And make it last I need chains, I need rank I need everything I need Everything Everything Everything I need Everything Everyday Everyday (2x) Second Verse: I'm riding silent, no need for sirens, I'm good as Gooding Second nature telling me go back to Sunday papers As I'm trying to calculate the worth But first and fifteenth never held my momma's purse So I'm riding out, pockets in a drought, I need a re-up Ain't no RICO gon impede us once we start to f** the fee up Middle finger to the landlord if he ever give the lease up It don't matter cuz I'm swiping when my name ain't on the VISA Bridge: I just want more from you I can't live off a few So I pray [Robbery Scene Vocals] Outro: I just wanna ride away (8x)