Lyrics Belgium - YBN Nahmir

Belgium

Yeah, you see
These niggas got me on this 17-hour flight, nigga not tryna do none of this shit
On mamas, nigga, what the fuck?
What you want me to say on the phone, you weird ass nigga?
Okay, I’ma call you back later
Out in Belgium, had to go coke with my plug for the week
Had a good conversation how them bitches come for cheese
I’m that nigga that could put you on them scams you wanna eat
Two seater, big Bentley, money fallin' out the seats
Since RJ tried to take it out, I told him, «Leave it in the sink»
When a nigga off that Henny, swear to God that I don’t blink
What’s that shit you say?
Oh, hol' on, bitch, you know that we can link
In real life, these niggas hoes, but be killers on the beat
With these skinny ass jeans, this money knot up in my pocket
They cripple, you can tell, I call that bitch my pocket rocket
Plug, my niggas with my plug and now they callin' me to sock it
Told 'em, «Keep it on the low,» 'cause you know them bitches watchin'
My first time sellin' poles, I saved up and bought some robin
Only nigga in my city made it out, because I’m poppin'
Bitch, I’ve been from the South, so get my dick out your mouth
Niggas really ain’t know me, they just talkin' for clout
(Niggas better stop all that high power shit, 'cause if a nigga askin' for it,
it’s gon' come)
(He hit me in my DMs talkin' 'bout he need P’s, talkin' 'bout he got an)
(Shut your bitch ass up)
Bitch, I was kickin' doors, sellin' dro', tryna run my bands up
Tell 'em, «Get on the floor,» they tie that nigga hands up
Got the drop from your bitch, now I’m finna pick my pants up
The scenery get iffy, that’s gon' get you and your mans bust
Pop, now your sister, she got shot with that AK
Same shit, different day now, I’m just posted with DaeDae
Tay gon' take a trip to Vegas 'cause I told him, «It's payday»
I’m that nigga that be callin' all the shots like I’m Ray-Ray
This ain’t no deuce deuce, bitch, you see the .974
I’m a real street nigga, I’m gon' stick to the code
I know a couple of hard niggas that went down on they toes
Preachin' hella politics, but went down and they fold
Fake ass ho, cheap, real shit, you a bitch
Take a trip to just to cop me a stick
I found out niggas rattin' and we gon' bury his kids
Why these niggas think they safe zone over the bridge?
Bitch, I’ve been thuggin' since a youngin
Remember when my mama had to stuff they dope all up in them pumpkins
Bitch, he’s not a gangster Crip
Nigga try to disrespect my rep, then I’ma empty out the clip