Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song NBA, artist - Cdot Honcho.
Date of issue: 17.10.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
NBA |
Drop a 4 Lyrical lemonade |
Let Fonem out at yo crib |
They running out like Minute Maid |
Smoke exotic gas likes it from outside the USA |
Track runners 900 |
These ain’t shit but throw away |
The bitch steady talkin' bout her bills |
I told her go away |
My homies moving weight |
They only worried about the DEA |
And my neck be wetter |
Than a bitch that’s tryna fuck today |
My niggas shoot they ass off |
They could’ve joined the NBA |
One call and they sliding |
We throw more bullets than Madden |
Bitches think that they conniving |
They try something they might die today |
VV up my teeth |
Exotic hoe my passenger seat |
2,3 car notes on my feet |
I’m off that wok right now but Wide awake |
And my truck fast like the horse that never lost a race |
Don’t get up out your lane |
Roc a make that Choppa Marvin Gaye |
Run up in yo shit, go thru yo shit, We like the TSA |
Fuck a nigga hating on me free smoke PSA |
I Pull up on forgis from the floor they 24 away |
Niggas tryna catch up with the boy I’m 20 floors away |
Only 6 left in the 30, we gave 24 away |
Walking out of Neimans I ain’t do the Gucci store today |
Im A Product of the trenches |
You stay there, that’s yo decision aye |
Love to handle business |
Get you gone with my permission aye |
We both was is in school |
But I was in in-school suspension aye |
Always up in that |
Cause I was ditching my detention days |
Fuck her then her homie |
It was unintended by the way |
Roc came wit a 50 |
Cause He don’t like limits when he spray |
She don’t come to crib |
Because it Ain’t her business where I lay |
I can’t trust these women |
They a tell a nigga where you stay |
I can make a call |
Niggas pulling up like andale! |
I ain’t tryna brawl |
Once you say it’s up it’s bombs away |
Heard that nigga hating |
I ain’t heard of him that’s kinda gay |
Google pandemonium |
Ill make today Kinda day |