Nardo Wick Rich Maniac Lyrics

[Intro]
Arkay

[Chorus]
The young boy been on boss shit, they not f*ckin' with him
He straight but if he over there when I spin, better get to duckin' with him
I can't put my trust in nigga, I ain't trustin' niggas
Money Mitch had trusted Ricos, see what happened to Rich Porter, nigga?

[Verse 1]
Glizzy splash, it's water, nigga, glizzy flamin', torchin' niggas
The hollow tips torchin', nigga, camera flashin', portrait niggas
You know I ain't talkin' 'bout no camera
You know I'm talkin' about the burner, nigga
You know I ain't talkin' 'bout no camera
You know I'm talkin' about that heater, boy
Ain't got that heater, I'll beat a boy
How the hell that heater freeze a boy?
Pull up, make you beat it, boy, pull up, she gon' eat it, boy
Pull up, she gon' chop a ki', she play with the bowl like soccer trick
Tony twеakin' out them jeans, not just one, hе popped two, he did
Paranoid of his own shadow, knowin' he gon' split some wigs
Know I got that O-Drac, and I got that Sauer Sig
Pull up in a Focus, Ford, tryna everybody, kill
Money don't shit mean, niggas know I'm wicked still
I said it wrong
Know I got that Draco, and I got that Sig Sauer
Pull up in a Ford Focus, tryna kill everybody
Money don't mean shit, niggas know I'm still wicked
Yeah, that's right
[Chorus]
The young boy been on boss shit, they not f*ckin' with him
He straight but if he over there when I spin better get to duckin' with him
I can't put my trust in nigga, I ain't trustin' niggas Money Mitch had trusted Ricos, see what happened to Rich Porter, nigga?

[Verse 2]
Bitch, yeah, yeah, I'm a maniac
Illustrate a nigga block, I'm who painted that
Mm, mm, I'm a psycho
Known for makin' niggas crash, call Geico
(Gang, gang) Bitch, I'm insane
Bronem slidin' right behind, ain't gotta explain
(Wicked, wicked) I'm a f*ckin' monster
Put a nigga six feet like three niggas stomped him
Mm, mm, please don't play with me
'Cause I don't feel shit and I wouldn't even play with me
Nina got evicted, now that bitch stay with me
Now my name is Michelle, keep that K in front of me
Uh, uh, what's your Cash App?
Just tell me where they be and I'll get you cashed out
I got the drop, I'll spin the block, the whole street assed out
I want some drop, he went to twitchin', think he lagged out
Glizzy, down, Tiffany got me mad as f*ck
She sent the drop, I slid through, yeah, I had picked up
She said we can't f*ck 'cause she came on her red stuff
(What the f*ck?) Stupid bitch, what you came for?
Uh, uh, I'll get to tweakin', uh, uh, .22 get to tweakin'
Uh, uh, Von get to tweakin', uh, uh, everybody tweakin'
Uh-uh, uh-uh, I'll get to shootin', uh, uh, .22 get to shootin'
Uh, uh, Von get to shootin', uh, uh, everybody shootin'
Block hot, block hot, 'nother nigga gone
Push up, why you playin' music? Glizzies sing along
Soon as you hit the door, we f*ck, ain't want to prolong
I'm finna go with main bitch, so don't call my phone (Don't call me)