Rico Nasty - NGA lyrics

[Intro: Tre Pica$$o] Ay, you know this your boy Tre Pica**o, Tre Basquiat [Verse 1: Tre Pica$$o] Coming at you more live than a newborn fresh out the womb A pharaoh born straight out the tomb That's best thing since (?) Together like an artist Pica**o go the hardest Smoking on that (?) Grab that 40 get retarded That's a recap, need a recap of how I started My respect go to the fathers Shoot your shot if you're like (?) If he say that I'm not good at this I just say "beg your pardon" Then pull out presidential, blow it like I just got pardoned I inhale, get super fly, go on a bike like Denzel (?) I take a dip and I go deep like a wishing well She was rolling deep and she love Adele Cause she hate my antics, told me "go to hell" He's a side chick, no kiss and tell But I don't have a main, I know she can't tell Not into couples, we can netflix and chill My words often sarcastic This rap flow came sporadic Make your bars look so tragic k**ed your career, open casket And I ain't bout that bragging Boy I'm Bronson with the action And my moves, they (?) relaxing Sleep on me, get your last map in You walked off like (?) But you weak, I call you (?) p**y boy, what's your reaction? Wait-wait this ain't a diss, this is S Tre spitting Lyrics about how life is and I'm still away from trouble f** a life sentence, ask the Lord for repentance Then proceed to write a sentence Been convicted by these victims, play the Lord so lift me up And I'm (?) like I bark in Hummer truck I could really give a what about a (?), I am that n***a A trillasaurus, a dinosaur, Pica**ozilla Watch for monkeys, I'm only hanging out with (?) My friend Trendy rolls Js fatter than King Kong's fingers I hit the gas, and chill and let the smoke linger And call an Uber while giving the driver the finger [Verse 2: Rico Nasty] I'm riding round with the sick All my b**hes lit All my b**hes look like princesses Just pulled out a zip Booted up a bit Rolling off the sh**s You know what it is Super, soft, and silky No, but (?) the p**y milk Diamonds on my tity rings Baby boy, what's the links? See through white t cause I'm dripping sauce I don't need no n***a, I'm my own boss If you (?) then that's your own loss You know that I love to floss Like f** the cars cause I'm balling, yeah-yeah-yeah Just went to New York on some swipe sh**, had to get that there She asked me if that's real gold, I said "b**h I swear" You know I'm always popping tags You b**hes looking mad Cause I keep the racks like a shelf Yeah, I keep your n***a on call Yeah, I keep the safe in the wall Yeah, diesel all over my jaws Yeah, run up a check in the mall Feet done, nails done, hair done too He gon' ride with a b**h cause he think I'm cute He call me lil mama, I call him my boo I call him my boo like yeah [Outro] Lowkey