Nike Tech Songtext

New AP and it's plain Jane
I ran it up, i don’t maintain
Diamond on me, let my nuts hang
Yo bitch in love with the train, train (yah)

Gold on my teeth and it glisten
Bitch started talkin', just listen
I fuck your hoe on a mission
Call up the plug he went missin'

I don’t want beamer, want masi
I get designer my body
I don't be lovin' no thottie
After i fuck her, you got it

Eat that lil' hoe like she sushi
My bitch belong in a movie
Suck on my dick like a groupie
Then i might buy you some Gucci
Then i might buy you some Fendi I keep the racks, i got plenty
Yo money little, so mini
Yo pocket lookin' so skinny (Ew)

Foreign my scene
I'm off the moley i'm geeked
New hoe on me every week
I put your hoe on the streets

I get the gas, it smell like octane
My jimmy tight, i think they Balmain
I ran a check, i feel like Usain
I left your hoe, then went to the Hawk's game

All new Nike tech
I got hoes on deck
All i talk is check
Bitch i will knock off ya neck

New AP and it’s plain Jane
I ran it up, i don’t maintain
Diamond on me, let my nuts hang
Yo bitch in love with the train, train (yah)

New AP and it’s plain Jane
I ran it up, i don’t maintain
Diamond on me, let my nuts hang
Yo bitch in love with the train, train (yah)