Tree - Nino lyrics

[Hook:] Whip so sick I need no chain, chain... 2 white girls don't need no cane, main b**h so lame I don't need no game Glock so big don't i ain eeen no game 18 shots I don't need no aim Cops roll round I ain't even no stain You can just call me Nino main Chop so big I don't need no chain 32 shots I don't need no aim, aim, aim You can just call me Nino main You can just call me Nino main You can just call me Nino main [Verse 1: Giftz] 32 shots I don't need no aim So much work they need no cane Copped 2 bricks I don't need no cane Heart so cold I don't need no veins F.O.C. we don't breed no lames Fifth gonn bang, drank in my cup I'm kurt cobains Pull up in squirt, I'm shootin like Dirk the kid got range He ain't no lame, blowing in plain, sight got a rifle will poke wit a scope Used to be broke, telling them junkies I'm bagging up coke when I'm sellin em soap Now all these hoes tryin to ride on my coat-tail I'm laughing like L-M-A-O, fail These n***as they claiming they won't tell Well send da police to ya door bail, but it's all cool Wrist just chilly like Bob's crew Throwin up E's when we mob through We bout bricks, no squad fool I'm number one, her top 2 She drop the pants and her top too My windows up, her top move, me verses high that stock grew… Dirty sprite I drop the deuce, leanin like a texas ranger 40 on da Danny Grangr, make a n***a dance like damon We out in the field like angels n***as Kurt so what's your angle? n***a hotta than me name him Young Giftz gon blow like bangers cause my.... [Hook:] My 50/50 nine, 50-60 dimes, that's 5-6 hunnid, 50-60 times You get Dat 5-6 hunnid, 50-60 dimes You wanna ride in it stuntin, pay that 50 n skip that line Put that 50 up on yo mind, thats like 50 up on yo head I got 15 n***as live, leave 15 n***as dead Got bout 15 p's of loud, thats more like 60 thou My flow like 50 cals, I know like 50 styles In that new coupe, new roof, Don't go over 50 miles All these n***as say they gettin it Well I be gettin down, and.. I be getting around I be gettin to know these n***as don't care what these n***as about And I spent months off in that south, where Everybody smoking, burning corners, bending, taking turns Hood sh**, wait till we get our turn smoke goood sh** Full clips, put you in the irn don't you bullsh** Hope that you got yourn n***a, bullsh**tin.. [Hook:]