Back to Top

Corp - Nsane Lyrics



Corp - Nsane Lyrics
Official




I'm living the shit that I talk
My shooters they asking me when I'm gon drop (Yeah)
Your main bitch she giving me top
I'm using your queen just to get off my rocks (Woah)
Can't walk I'm too geeked off the pint
I triple my cup when I'm pourin' that wock
Went to your hood and I'm busting your top, can't see that it's me cause I got on a mask
I came in this bitch with the sticks, you know I got ties up in Afghanistan
The reason I'm talking like this, could tell you but I know you won't understand
You flexin' that shit on the net, in real life you cannot pull out no bands
I'm not even tripping that's just how it go
That boy is a pussy, not dropping his lo
Cant pull up on him then we f*cking his ho
His bitch give me top, and I'm crushing her throat
Your vibe is so boring, won't pick up the phone
I don't wanna hear it, don't care what you say
She talkin' too much, now, I'm irritated
I'm takin' these shrooms, I'm just meditating '
Prada boots, you know they sittin' on me they makin' her panties just drop to her knees
I'm trappin', my lil bitch out
She shippin' out pints, yeah she do that for me
I told a bitch love me for me
I'm givin' you racks, you can do as you please
You can't even talk bout me, you're lacking the qualifications to speak
I got all the shit that you need
I'm sellin' em weed and the pills and the lean
I'm talkin' with disrespect, don't care who it is bitch, I'll never say please
She must be Nsane, she still tryna play these games
I'm so out my brain
Will I ever be the same?
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


English

I'm living the shit that I talk
My shooters they asking me when I'm gon drop (Yeah)
Your main bitch she giving me top
I'm using your queen just to get off my rocks (Woah)
Can't walk I'm too geeked off the pint
I triple my cup when I'm pourin' that wock
Went to your hood and I'm busting your top, can't see that it's me cause I got on a mask
I came in this bitch with the sticks, you know I got ties up in Afghanistan
The reason I'm talking like this, could tell you but I know you won't understand
You flexin' that shit on the net, in real life you cannot pull out no bands
I'm not even tripping that's just how it go
That boy is a pussy, not dropping his lo
Cant pull up on him then we f*cking his ho
His bitch give me top, and I'm crushing her throat
Your vibe is so boring, won't pick up the phone
I don't wanna hear it, don't care what you say
She talkin' too much, now, I'm irritated
I'm takin' these shrooms, I'm just meditating '
Prada boots, you know they sittin' on me they makin' her panties just drop to her knees
I'm trappin', my lil bitch out
She shippin' out pints, yeah she do that for me
I told a bitch love me for me
I'm givin' you racks, you can do as you please
You can't even talk bout me, you're lacking the qualifications to speak
I got all the shit that you need
I'm sellin' em weed and the pills and the lean
I'm talkin' with disrespect, don't care who it is bitch, I'll never say please
She must be Nsane, she still tryna play these games
I'm so out my brain
Will I ever be the same?
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Zuri L
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Back to: Corp



Corp - Nsane Video
(Show video at the top of the page)


Performed By: Corp
Language: English
Length: 1:59
Written by: Zuri L
[Correct Info]
Tags:
No tags yet