Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tattoo, artist - Nimic Revenue. Date of issue: 21.11.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Tattoo |
| Ooh, yeah |
| Yeah, Revenue Gang, yeah |
| Frankie Bash |
| Born broke, bitch, but I’ma die rich, ayy |
| I ain’t need no GED or no college, ayy |
| I ain’t gotta rent shit, bitch, I buy it, ayy |
| Got a milli' I can still go and deposit, ayy |
| It’s my life, yeah, I designed it, woah |
| I been hurting, I been crying |
| Cheating on my people, yeah, I know they out here dying |
| Been in the dark so long, yeah, it’s time we start shining |
| If you say fuck me, then fuck you, uh |
| Nigga, that’s forever like a tattoo, yeah |
| And if you been sleep, better get in tune, yeah |
| 'Cause a young nigga hot and it ain’t even June yet |
| Brand new whips real flashy |
| Invest in myself, all cash in |
| New bottle of Bel-Air, what’s crackin'? |
| Told the bitch go shoot a movie, yeah, she know that I’m casting |
| Yeah, no cappin', baby, I don’t never do that |
| And I be all around the world, I hope you with the movement |
| Fly first class, baby, hope you never truant |
| Yeah, flexin' on these niggas, they can’t never do it |
| Yeah, look at me now |
| Fuckin' up another crowd |
| Cryin' like you sayin' vows |
| I’ma shoot the nigga down |
| Put the gun in his mouth |
| He gon' know what I’m about |
| Yeah, Midwest nigga, but my family from the South |
| Got a big chest, nigga, but you better watch your mouth, yeah |
| All we know is shootouts, nigga, ain’t no standin' around |
| And when your body drop, nigga, ain’t no cameras 'round |
| Bricks all on the body, bitch, I’m tryna see you drown |
| I just put another nigga in the lake |
| Told you when he drown in this wave, can’t be saved |
| Huh, yeah, I just put fifty bands in the safe |
| I just put another five places on my plates |
| If you say fuck me, then fuck you, uh |
| Nigga, that’s forever like a tattoo, yeah |
| And if you been sleep, better get in tune, yeah |
| 'Cause a young nigga hot and it ain’t even June yet |
| All that talk about guns, nigga, you ain’t even bootin' yet |
| 'Bout to sweep the streets, nigga, yeah, I got that broom, yeah |
| Who that fuck nigga that was talkin' down? |
| Must be the same nigga that wanna meet this broomstick |
| Hangin' around gorillas and they goin' bananas |
| Yeah, that clip banana, in a blue bandana |
| And you know who family, yeah |
| I been at the top, they can’t stand me |
| I hear 'em tryna tell they bitch to unfriend me |
| Never think this shit is sweet, this shit ain’t candy |
| I been talkin' to the Reaper like I’m Mandy |
| Trying not to drown, yeah, I’m feeling like I’m Sandy |
| Can’t hit the ground now, I done did too much planning |
| Go a couple more rounds, I got the strength of the family |
| Leave 'em out, it weigh me down, yeah |
| I just put another nigga in the lake |
| Told you when he drown in this wave, can’t be saved |
| Huh, yeah, I just put fifty bands in the safe |
| I just put another five places on my plates |
| If you say fuck me, then fuck you, uh |
| Nigga, that’s forever like a tattoo, yeah |
| And if you been sleep, better get in tune, yeah |
| 'Cause a young nigga hot and it ain’t even June yet |