Olive Songtext
BNYX
Came from the pit like olive
Now a nigga chicken in the tikka masala
[?] paid for the parlor
[?] baseball bat to the collarbone
Cryostasis, I ain't tryna be cold
And that bitch ass nigga remind me of-
Escargot, yeah, I feed them slugs
And I ate and I'm paid, I don't need no hugs
Came from the pit like olive
Now a nigga chicken in the tikka masala
[?] paid for the parlor
[?] baseball bat to the collarbone
Cryostasis, I ain't tryna be cold
And that bitch ass nigga remind me of-
Escargot, yeah, I feed them slugs
And I ate and I'm paid, I don't need no hugs
Frankly frank, I don't need no dub
Real ass nigga when they see me fuck
Crank in that bitch, ain't no BB gun
I don't need your bitch, I don't need no pug
Don't be scared, dont see me run, yeah, I ball, nigga can't CB4
Look in the mirror and I see C4
Gotta pop them pills, gotta hide the coke
Gotta wear cargo, [?] bitch 'bout to eat me up
Look at me stuck in the middle of the aquarium
I'm a solar flare, gotta heat me up
Blowing on bagpipe like she Scottish
Don't need Scotty to bеam me up
Nigga need a bypass
Bitch took all my heart, and she ain't еven read me up
Tip toes
She cannot reach me
Blonde little bitch
Pushing buttons, Dee Dee Ride thru yo city, yo aunt show me titty
This shit getting gritty, yo pussy too teeny
My shit be too fat, it don't fit in bikini
I fold a ho up like some bread, it's panini
Yo nigga a weenie
He think that shit hard and I think that shit easy
Get busy
You cop what I cop but don't make you my twizzy
She make it pop, soda, fizzy
She got a dump with that truck, Lizzy
Money be flipping, it make a ho dizzy
She finna cry when she see me, no kizzy
I know it's deeper than water, you fishy
You wanna fuck with the gang but that's iffy
Bitch I got bread, I got cake, jiffy
[?] like to get rugged and risky
Nigga on the ground for the crab leg mickeys
Ain't 'bout cash flow, dollar sign, that's where you missed me
Shoot the whole clip
Ain't hefty, it's empty
Rollin' with Tia, she pretty impala
I pop at his head, he don't pop no collar
Won't get no sleep, yeah, that's my motto
Gettin' dollar after dollar after dollar after dollar
Came from the pit like olive
Now a nigga chicken in the tikka masala
[?] paid for the parlor
[?] baseball bat to the collarbone
Cryostasis, I ain't tryna be cold
And that bitch ass nigga remind me of-
Escargot, yeah, I feed them slugs
And I ate and I'm paid, I don't need no hugs
Frankly frank, I don't need no dub
Real ass nigga when they see me fuck
Crank in that bitch, ain't no BB gun
I don't need your bitch, I don't need no pug
Real ass nigga when they see me fuck
Crank in that bitch, ain't no BB gun
I don't need your bitch, I don't need no pug
Don't be scared, dont see me run, yeah, I ball, nigga can't CB4
Look in the mirror and I see C4
Gotta pop them pills, gotta hide the coke
Gotta wear cargo, [?] bitch 'bout to eat me up
Look at me stuck in the middle of the aquarium
I'm a solar flare, gotta heat me up
Blowing on bagpipe like she Scottish
Don't need Scotty to bеam me up
Nigga need a bypass
Bitch took all my heart, and she ain't еven read me up
Tip toes
She cannot reach me
Blonde little bitch
Pushing buttons, Dee Dee Ride thru yo city, yo aunt show me titty
This shit getting gritty, yo pussy too teeny
My shit be too fat, it don't fit in bikini
I fold a ho up like some bread, it's panini
Yo nigga a weenie
He think that shit hard and I think that shit easy
Get busy
You cop what I cop but don't make you my twizzy
She make it pop, soda, fizzy
She got a dump with that truck, Lizzy
Money be flipping, it make a ho dizzy
She finna cry when she see me, no kizzy
I know it's deeper than water, you fishy
You wanna fuck with the gang but that's iffy
Bitch I got bread, I got cake, jiffy
[?] like to get rugged and risky
Nigga on the ground for the crab leg mickeys
Ain't 'bout cash flow, dollar sign, that's where you missed me
Shoot the whole clip
Ain't hefty, it's empty
Rollin' with Tia, she pretty impala
I pop at his head, he don't pop no collar
Won't get no sleep, yeah, that's my motto
Gettin' dollar after dollar after dollar after dollar
Came from the pit like olive
Now a nigga chicken in the tikka masala
[?] paid for the parlor
[?] baseball bat to the collarbone
Cryostasis, I ain't tryna be cold
And that bitch ass nigga remind me of-
Escargot, yeah, I feed them slugs
And I ate and I'm paid, I don't need no hugs
Frankly frank, I don't need no dub
Real ass nigga when they see me fuck
Crank in that bitch, ain't no BB gun
I don't need your bitch, I don't need no pug
