'96 Bulls Lyrics - Nick Grant

[Verse] 

You never met a nigga this cold 

Somebody tell them boys class never gets old 

The more success they hate me, that's the way this shit goes 

Married to the money that relationship goals 

Never will I fold, pay me what you owe 

It ain't a cougar trine holla when I wave the 44 

Money don't change niggas it only amplifies, who they really are 

The sold you a bag of lies, this the land of the wise 

All the lamb are disguise, I'll never lose my cool but not a fan of your vibes 

Okay I'm from the dirty, need to be sanitized 

Product of ghetto teaching this ain't that class at DeVry 

Moving that cocaina they call it that Spanish bride 

I love her I fantasize I'm just staying alive 

Food for the soul, stuck with a can of pride 

You niggas can't see me, fuck it I'm camera shy 

You better eat your Wheaties, I park it where I can see 

Shit will get hot and shaky like Parkinson's with the fever 

This ain't checkers its chess, all I see is the cleavage 

Butting heads with the best, it ain't nothing to Beavis 

I'm the meanest boy, I got it zipped up thriller jacket I mean it 

Bad bitch from Ibiza, she brought a friend like a feature 

She got that good grade A head I had to repeat it 

Six ring flow, leave it after the beep then 

I'm from the bottom where half these cats are deceitful 

Where niggas drive by and double back like the sequel 

Lethal, I'm the goat, rappers should take some notes 

All you niggas is pussy, don't drop the soap 

Puffy dancin' on the money hoe 

Peep how my hunger grows, life is a fat bitch, I love her money rolls 

They wake up on my dick, go eat your Honey combs 

Go where they money go, location undisclosed 

Tell her the check don't bounce, tell her my tongue can roll 

I pull up in a drop then peel off like under clothes 

Picture life being perfect, man I struck a pose 

Man I'm too down to earth for these stuck up hoes 

In the A, I diddy bop, she got her titties propped up 

Ass fat and she let me lick the clitty pop 

With a dark brown sis like she dipped in Willy Wonk 

Niggas lost the noodle thinking I ain't really dripping sauce 

Poppin, check the skillet, nothing I'm just chillin' 

Pussy niggas got that virus, hope my sisters catch no feelings 

Keep them niggas out your business, help your niggas run a business 

These niggas swear they gods but know nothing 'bout forgiveness 

The world showed you moguls are just crooked politicians 

Spending hundreds since they had they baby face like Kenneth 

I'd rather be a goofy then a Mickey stop the snitching 

Internet thuggin, hashtag killers 

A star in your eyes baby ask Jack Thriller 

Selling boy and that girl Ariana, Mac Miller 

Trap rap with a, backpack twist of, young black niggas, tryna crack the system 

I'M DREAMIN' 

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