Ending
Ending

Niheem - Ending Lyrics

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Ending Lyrics

Uh
I ain't talk my shit ina minute (Nah)
But i'm sick of hearing other mothafuckas (Facts)
Time to put that shit on mute (Facts)
Listen (Yea, yea Niheem)
Niheem, (Bitch), you know that I'm back with the shit (Uh, huh)
I'm back in the stu like a spoon when its stirring (Mmm)
Im in this new coupe and its blue shit im swervin' (Vroom)
That bitch gave me brain because I was just learning the fake and the lies
I can see in your eyes (Bitch, bitch)
Im die-verse bitch and i finna get it tatted up (Uh, huh)
Ya nigga gettin cheese wit you until he fuckin' ratted up (What?)
We'll leave you in the streets no evidence don't need to hide it up (Gtlow, bow, bow)
I use your bitch then get at her nigga no gmail
I move too quick for you niggas so I see snails (Uh)
This rap shit I'm tryna make more then ya weed sells (Uh, huh)
And roll on niggas light em up and smoke em up like 3 Ls (Gttl, bow, bow, bow)
I know why ya nigga mad because he took 3 Ls
I fucked his mom her daughter and you? Nigga oh well (Ah, ha)
These niggas totin sticks but they walk around wit no shells
He caught one bullet to the hand like Odell (Nah, gttl, bow)
I feel like Westbrook bitch I'm a wizard (Uh, huh)
This pocket rocket finna plunder the thunder (Gtlow, gtlow)
These niggas be cops yea they under a cover (On god)
I fucked on ya bitch we was under the covers (On god)
Sent em to hell nigga said he was stamping me? (What?)
Squeeze juices come out his head like a tangerine!
Spin we gon dance on his ass like its ballerina!
Another one like this feature DJ Khaled B! (Bow, bow)
Not 38 baby I'm 38 Caliber (Yea)
I love your bitch why the fuck would I lie to her (Yea)
And we went out I asked you want a salad or? (Yea)
She said a steak I said damn you that kinda girl (Yea)
I said I like that, and she a rider we hopped in this whip yea that nigga got hijacked (Vroom, vroom, Bow, bow)
She beat my dick while smoking in that shit I call that high jacked (Uh, oh shit)
Im fucking all y'all niggas up by myself bitch I'm Hatchiyack (Bow, bow, bow)
Hol' up, just a minute (What?)
Maid, bitch, no minute (What?)
Metal, twist, no bent it (Nah)
New watch, on my wrist, Ben 10 (Yea)
Grown as fuck nigga you a big kid, in other words I'm sayin that I been 10 (Yea)
4k Tray free Ben 10
She swallow my kids shes a dick head (Yea)
She stick her tongue out and grab it like Yoshi
I keep a stick on me master the Roshi
Potato cause niggas be mash just to roast me (Uh, huh)
I put the D in the muhfucking OC
Flip the word go bitch im a fuckin' OG (Yea)
Pop another perk I swear to god I finna OD (Yea)
Im steppin wit all of these euros Ginobli (What?)
2 twelves on me bitch 24 Kobe (Swish, bow, bow, bow)
My niggas ruthless they get in all kinds of shit (Uh, huh)
I had ya bitch on her knees like she Kaepernick (On god)
Niggas be wild' n out oh yea you cappin' Nick
Shoot like a movie but we not on acting shit (Gtlow, gtlow)
These niggas be pussy they turn into actresses (Yea)
Like a fat ass shooters clapping back at it (Uh, huh)
Pack a gat in the back I had to mac a 10 (Gtlow)
Water on my bitch I had to tap her in (Woah, woah)
Ending this shit we can't go on forever (Nah)
I get to the green I can go yea whenever (Uh, huh)
A single artist you can call me a letter (What?)
She climb on this dick like a ladder I let her (Uh, huh)
I bet her I beat up the pussy you better (Fasure)
Like my fit and like my bitch I had to change it up (Yup)
Said that he gon shoot me down but he start aiming up (Gtlow, gtlow, gtlow)
Look like we came wit the same group Cause niggas thinking they was us (Gtlow, gtlow, gtlow)
Niggas tryna copy us they tried it then they flopped like fuck (Nah)
Like my music channel different songs lets change the topic up (Uh, huh)
Who's poppin' us? Ya bitch gave me head thats why she keep poppin' up in it
Shootin' but like some dreads bitch I use to be lockin up
One, two, three right on ya bitch like I'm pinning (What?)
All he see is black bitch my windows ain't tinted (What? What? What?)
Envelope we get em smoked shells I was sending (What? Gtlow, what?)
Yea this is a story and bitch its the ending (Yea)

Uh
I ain't talk my shit ina minute (Nah)
But i'm sick of hearing other mothafuckas (Facts)
Time to put that shit on mute (Facts)
Listen (Yea, yea Niheem)
Niheem, (Bitch), you know that I'm back with the shit (Uh, huh)
I'm back in the stu like a spoon when its stirring (Mmm)
Im in this new coupe and its blue shit im swervin' (Vroom)
That bitch gave me brain because I was just learning the fake and the lies
I can see in your eyes (Bitch, bitch)
Im die-verse bitch and i finna get it tatted up (Uh, huh)
Ya nigga gettin cheese wit you until he fuckin' ratted up (What?)
We'll leave you in the streets no evidence don't need to hide it up (Gtlow, bow, bow)
I use your bitch then get at her nigga no gmail
I move too quick for you niggas so I see snails (Uh)
This rap shit I'm tryna make more then ya weed sells (Uh, huh)
And roll on niggas light em up and smoke em up like 3 Ls (Gttl, bow, bow, bow)
I know why ya nigga mad because he took 3 Ls
I fucked his mom her daughter and you? Nigga oh well (Ah, ha)
These niggas totin sticks but they walk around wit no shells
He caught one bullet to the hand like Odell (Nah, gttl, bow)
I feel like Westbrook bitch I'm a wizard (Uh, huh)
This pocket rocket finna plunder the thunder (Gtlow, gtlow)
These niggas be cops yea they under a cover (On god)
I fucked on ya bitch we was under the covers (On god)
Sent em to hell nigga said he was stamping me? (What?)
Squeeze juices come out his head like a tangerine!
Spin we gon dance on his ass like its ballerina!
Another one like this feature DJ Khaled B! (Bow, bow)
Not 38 baby I'm 38 Caliber (Yea)
I love your bitch why the fuck would I lie to her (Yea)
And we went out I asked you want a salad or? (Yea)
She said a steak I said damn you that kinda girl (Yea)
I said I like that, and she a rider we hopped in this whip yea that nigga got hijacked (Vroom, vroom, Bow, bow)
She beat my dick while smoking in that shit I call that high jacked (Uh, oh shit)
Im fucking all y'all niggas up by myself bitch I'm Hatchiyack (Bow, bow, bow)
Hol' up, just a minute (What?)
Maid, bitch, no minute (What?)
Metal, twist, no bent it (Nah)
New watch, on my wrist, Ben 10 (Yea)
Grown as fuck nigga you a big kid, in other words I'm sayin that I been 10 (Yea)
4k Tray free Ben 10
She swallow my kids shes a dick head (Yea)
She stick her tongue out and grab it like Yoshi
I keep a stick on me master the Roshi
Potato cause niggas be mash just to roast me (Uh, huh)
I put the D in the muhfucking OC
Flip the word go bitch im a fuckin' OG (Yea)
Pop another perk I swear to god I finna OD (Yea)
Im steppin wit all of these euros Ginobli (What?)
2 twelves on me bitch 24 Kobe (Swish, bow, bow, bow)
My niggas ruthless they get in all kinds of shit (Uh, huh)
I had ya bitch on her knees like she Kaepernick (On god)
Niggas be wild' n out oh yea you cappin' Nick
Shoot like a movie but we not on acting shit (Gtlow, gtlow)
These niggas be pussy they turn into actresses (Yea)
Like a fat ass shooters clapping back at it (Uh, huh)
Pack a gat in the back I had to mac a 10 (Gtlow)
Water on my bitch I had to tap her in (Woah, woah)
Ending this shit we can't go on forever (Nah)
I get to the green I can go yea whenever (Uh, huh)
A single artist you can call me a letter (What?)
She climb on this dick like a ladder I let her (Uh, huh)
I bet her I beat up the pussy you better (Fasure)
Like my fit and like my bitch I had to change it up (Yup)
Said that he gon shoot me down but he start aiming up (Gtlow, gtlow, gtlow)
Look like we came wit the same group Cause niggas thinking they was us (Gtlow, gtlow, gtlow)
Niggas tryna copy us they tried it then they flopped like fuck (Nah)
Like my music channel different songs lets change the topic up (Uh, huh)
Who's poppin' us? Ya bitch gave me head thats why she keep poppin' up in it
Shootin' but like some dreads bitch I use to be lockin up
One, two, three right on ya bitch like I'm pinning (What?)
All he see is black bitch my windows ain't tinted (What? What? What?)
Envelope we get em smoked shells I was sending (What? Gtlow, what?)
Yea this is a story and bitch its the ending (Yea)

Writer(s): Semajh Brooks
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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