Nino Bless - Circle Circle Thot Thot lyrics

(Intro) It's that real sh**, we in the streets here all day We in the trap, all day, 24/8, naw w' I mean? Tick, we ain't talk to police We don't talk to the man in the bode Nah, it's for the hood (Verse) If you a fiend, then you gotta see me Only in yo dreams you could be me These chicks wanna touch me up I hate the cops, I don't cuff these who*es I been gettin' trap money, homie So f** yo rat money, homie I k** you with my momma's gun (I pop bazookas, not bubblegum) Now you see me in designer clothes I see yo shoes, but em shinin' mearl(?) I'm a baller, I don't play a boss I play the game and I neva pause (Verse 2) I be real, start tuckin'(?) Knock you out like f** you then show it to the pubkic (You got a lotta cars) Bars, stackin' paper Father car for talk to 'er in a translator(?) Makuna, no one's speakin' German You know I ride dirty when I'm swervin' 20 shots, if ya own me bruh, I'mma shoot you(?) Then anotha 20 shots at yo funeral That's 40 shots, that's 40 yo I sip the 40 instead of pouring it for you, hoe I cast bars for a movie with my crew and I (Circle circle thot thot, my b**h gotta booty shot) (Hook) Circle circle thot thot Circle circle thot thot Circle circle thot thot, my b**h gotta booty shot Circle circle thot thot Circle circle thot thot Circle circle thot thot, my b**h gotta booty shot (Verse 3) I'm all about this knowledge, I'm not a ? scholar I skipped that road to college I hung out with riders, who was just out for dollas Dough that help me evolve, I wish I had a prouder father Momma, my mind is lost, these thoughts are guidin' My hyperthyroidism miss the d** and Orwell on shut off my light switch The sky's the limit, no distant cloud for the pirates I brought all my horizons right now, need no's, I'm auto pilot Silence, God talkin' to me in private I let you in this conversation, you were not invited So gimme undivided attention, goodbye b**h And has it my fault you can't find it in me Or can't fight it, you're sick You're trying to mess me up But it s**s when yo main competition's inside you like Buddy and Professor Clone It's none yo hicks and bumps, that ain't affect me once And every theory that question me is left in ruin Brooklyn, tell Evo and Rosenberg the best rapper is Nino When it's so absurd that no-one's heard the nina's wordssmith Cuz it's the media circuit's thick ridin' And trendin' topics and gossipin' b**hes k**in' beaches is worthless Tom Peedo don't even think the same way Who is he? We need to hear his story! Who is he as an emcee Please bless was seen for bless for pub, you know wa**up It's names ova quality, no co-signers, f** the love I ain't complainin' or blamin', sometimes truth is needed Shout out to struggle rappers, f** how these fools perceivers If you diss nice they say you playn it wrong He's too lyrical, of course that means he can't make a song Movin' on, I see ? I am the ramp mix with the bron T-Bone with marinos on, Nino Defy your judgement but get the eye of the storm And I thought you pawns will see the signs of the comin' I gotcha mind buggin', is that related to these lines, cousin? Quit tryna critique it and find somethin' Now that I'm buzzin', the game needs my rhyme substance More than insecure b**hes need the light bu*ton I be mind f**in' hoes with stuff I know Ever s** it down till they cough and have a stuffy nose This you official flow I'mma miss you If you chose to fight this cruel b**h moose on against you Human too range of mutual, my ?, it's hard to reach the markets A target the karma 6 stalkin' these streets I try to peep wholes, creep, and you know how close ya gotta keep those I see wolves movin' in sheep clothes Angels with wings broken Weak leaders pullin' strings like the king's chosen Those that's quotin' me be like what's this kid smokin'? f** a god emcee I am the head explosive (Outro) Yo, get energy! Nino Bless music on Facebook