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nike techz - ceo guccii lyrics

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[intro]
(makaveli in this)
top four (brr)
b*tch, haha, yuh
n*gga, i really don’t see competition, these n*ggas be broke as f*ck and dead, n*gga be dyin’
stay alive, we gotta stay alive
ayy, k me up

[chorus]
all black nike tech, with a switch attached, off a perc, bro higher than a b*tch (ayy, k me up)
we gon’ spin, 12 in an act, i’m runnin’ on feet, then hop in a fence
sh*t get real, but we came to k!ll, might jump in the window just like the grinch
i’m not tryna box, punch and get hit with a glock, that n*gga got dead than a b*tch
i really don’t see competition, he ain’t tryna bump, a n*gga better duck (p*ssy)
as soon as he fall on the floor, we shootin’ some more, lil bro ass f*cked (come here)
in the four, they know we got rank, i’m rank 1k, so they knowin’ what’s up
get caught with yo’ b*tch, lil bro ain’t sparin’ sh*t, on four, he puttin’ one up

[verse]
we in the mix, lil bro better get out the way, get to bumpin’ this b*tch, he dead
blood in my eyes, all i see is red, an opp n*gga see me and duckin’ they head, b*tch
come outside, get to blowin’ through bricks, i knew he was p*ssy and scared
i’m tryna crash like i’m special ed, bump down with a pillow and put sh*t to bed (ha*ha)
spin through the six, that ho so dry, coby a b*tch, i’m smokin’ on aah
i seen what’s his name without a gun, that n*gga a p*ssy, i looked in his eye
it was late night, bro caught ’em a face, all he saw was some trees, then heard that fye
i’m in the four where a n*gga can’t go, i can merch, on 23 why would i lie
bad*ass opp hoe, petty as f*ck, b*tch want me to f*ck and just give me the drop
after we get that call, we smokin’ your dawg, and me and bro back to the block
these n*ggas not on sh*t, jump out with a switch, boy i’m tryna see mama cry
on four, we k!llin’ who trollin’, they heard a brr, they think it’s fourth of july
[chorus]
all black nike tech, with a switch attached, off a perc, bro higher than a b*tch (ayy, k me up)
we gon’ spin, 12 in an act, i’m runnin’ on feet, then hop in a fence
sh*t get real, but we came to k!ll, might jump in the window just like the grinch
i’m not tryna box, punch and get hit with a glock, that n*gga got dead than a b*tch
i really don’t see competition, he ain’t tryna bump, a n*gga better duck (p*ssy)
as soon as he fall on the floor, we shootin’ some more, lil bro ass f*cked (come here)
in the four, they know we got rank, i’m rank 1k, so they knowin’ what’s up
get caught with yo’ b*tch, lil bro ain’t sparin’ sh*t, on four, he puttin’ one up

[outro]
on four, n*gga, yuh, n*gga
pull up, n*gga, like sh*t, it’s like nike techs and switches and sh*t and all types of sh*t, n*gga get to duckin’ and dyin’ and sh*t
brrt, n*gga
ayy, k me up

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