Nico Del - Track 1 lyrics

This ish is serious, my flow is so insidious That leather interior got patterns curvilinear When they see the lam, it's 3-87 grand Yeah it's that top brand, that aventador is panned It's white wit' no color , that black and white mixes Yo her last name is yours but yet she's my misses I steal ya girl quick, I'm like da road runner I moon walk on the tiled floors robe covered But When I get high, man it's only in a plane And When I get fly, then I'm in that Nico lane I told my close chicks dat dey my bad hoes I got so much money I am dat rich beaux The labels is tellin' us that dis mixtape done blew 'em We threw a pause at that remark, and it's these rappers we screwin' We ain't onda billboard that's right above ya head But I betcha we be dere before da time ya dead I ain't playin' with n***as they always talkin' the crawl They can't even walk yet but yet they mouths enthral Make 'em eat dey own food if they keep talkin' the jib And because I'm da one that did it got me down for the trib On occasions I'm dub bound I'm surfin' the city You wearin' out all of ya kicks when you walk in the city Whatchu ain't got it like that. huh, ya stocks in down I ain't givin' you mine, rob the bank of da town I spit verse after verse it's nothing just like da zero That's da value of ya bank account but mine is in kilos Got them grams in da glove D da meters in wallet Got them maxed out digits on the papa in pocket They mention me on the 'views cause I'm doin' my part Where the eff is ya credit you ain't fittin' the part Nominated for Grammys soon to come in my future When you put out a single it just get called a blooper I'm doing features for truck loads. eff is you sayin' I'm just hungry for this ish like everyone in the game Man I'm stylin' on n***as I'm the mut of the year Come against me wanna see 'em pop that finger in airs Yo who is dis bad one, man it's that dude Nico While I'm flossin' all my whites yall just da plaque dats on D-Low When I'm drivin' I'm speedo, yall just some wack tail negros And my minie wheats they 'ceited, they s** up ish mosquito Why you all in dey face why you ain't up in mine If you got something to say, make sure that's it's worth my time I'm not boastin' myself makin' the most of myself If you had ya own show you'd be applaudin' ya self 'Cause you be hostin' ya own Everyone in ya zone Man ya mess ain't nothing new I do it ova the phone My checks is bigger than precious My car as dark as her skin My flow is mean dan her mama Havin' all dis a sin All this money I'm blowin', pause, no s** imparted Tone I know I'll be da man when it's 1-0-6 and parked When I'm cruisin' I'm dartin'. While you shop at the market I'm importin' white fur for my livin' room carpet