Nikes

Album: Blonde (2016)
Charted: 79
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  • These bitches want Nikes
    They looking for a check
    Tell 'em it ain't likely
    Said she need a ring like Carmelo
    Must be on that white like Othello
    All you want is Nikes
    But the real ones just like you
    Just like me

    I don't play, I don't make time
    But if you need dick I got you and I yam from the line
    Pour up for A$AP
    RIP Pimp C
    RIP Trayvon, that nigga look just like me
    Woo, fuckin' buzzin', woo!
    That my lil cousin, he got a lil trade
    His girl keep the scales, a lil mermaid
    We out by the pool, some lil mermaids
    Me and them gel
    Like twigs with them bangs
    Now that's a real mermaid
    You been holding your breath
    Weighted down
    Punk madre, punk papa
    He don't care for me
    But he cares for me
    And that's good enough
    We don't talk much or nothin'
    But when we talkin' about somethin'
    We have good discussion
    I met his friends last week, feels like they're up to somethin'
    That's good for us

    We'll let you guys prophesy
    We'll let you guys prophesy
    We gon' see the future first
    We'll let you guys prophesy
    We gon' see the future first
    Living so the last night feels like a past life
    Speakin' of the, don't know what got into people
    Devil be possessin homies
    Demons try to body jump
    Why you think I'm in this bitch wearing a fucking Yarmulke?
    Acid on me like the rain
    Weed crumbles in the glitter
    Rain, glitter
    We laid out on this wet floor
    Away turf, no Astro
    Mesmerized how the strobes glow
    Look at all the people feet dance
    I know that your nigga came with you
    But he ain't with you
    We only human and it's humid in these Balmains
    I mean my balls stickin' in my jeans
    We breathin' pheromones, Amber Rose
    Sippin' pink-gold lemonades
    Feelin'

    I may be younger but I'll look after you
    We're not in love, but I'll make love to you
    When you're not here I'll save some for you
    I'm not him but I'll mean somethin' to you
    I'll mean somethin' too
    I'll mean somethin' too
    You got a roommate he'll hear what we do
    It's only awkward if you're fuckin' him too Writer/s: Carl Palmer, Christopher Edwin Breaux, Harry Palmer, James Blake Litherland, James Ryan Ho, Jeff Palmer, Ommas Keith-Graham
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
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