Stomach Weak
by Ralfy the Plugon Shifting With the Stincs[Chorus: NipscoGang Foriegn]
Ayy, I ain't simp for you, lil' bitch, why you cuffin' me?
Niggas only tough with them homies, they a hundred deep
If I lift this chopper up, it'll put him underneath (Grrt)
Caught his first body, he threw up, brodie stomach weak
Really, I'm just gettin' money, shit, that's havin' fun to me
Why you gettin' money still hatin'? That shit dumb to me (Know that shit dumb to me)
I ain't gotta go get 'em, make the bitches come to me
Caught his first body, he threw up, brodie stomach weak (Nigga caught his first body, threw up like a lil' bitch)
Caught his first body, he threw up, brodie stomach weak (Niggas better stop playin' over there, I ain't еven cappin')
I ain't simp for you, lil' bitch, so why you cuffin' me?
[Verse 1: ItsManMan]
Hit his chest, that nigga throwin' up likе he was gangbangin'
When we spin, we let it rip, I had to Beyblade him
You like a deadbeat with your gun 'cause you ain't raise it
DOA, don't call 9-1-1, them niggas can't save him
Bitch, I'm ManMan Iverson, I'm 'bout to cross 'em over
Ain't GTA, when you get flamed, there ain't no startin' over
Brodie seen my picture in her phone and his heart was broken
'Bout to leave his pasta in the box, woke up in bossa nova
[Chorus: NipscoGang Foriegn]
Ayy, I ain't simp for you, lil' bitch, why you cuffin' me?
Niggas only tough with them homies, they a hundred deep
If I lift this chopper up, it'll put him underneath (Grrt)
Caught his first body, he threw up, brodie stomach weak
Really, I'm just gettin' money, shit, that's havin' fun to me
Why you gettin' money still hatin'? That shit dumb to me (Know that shit dumb to me)
I ain't gotta go get 'em, make the bitches come to me
Caught his first body, he threw up, brodie stomach weak (Nigga caught his first body, threw up like a lil' bitch)
Caught his first body, he threw up, brodie stomach weak (Niggas better stop playin' over there, I ain't even cappin')
I ain't simp for you, lil' bitch, so why you cuffin' me?
[Verse 2: Ralfy the Plug]
If it's beef, turn his ass to Trill Burger like Bun B
Spill the soda, you'll get popped like I'm from the East
What's that? Your baby mama necklace not a piece
Get in the booth, then paint the picture like Mona Lisa
A young coach gettin' Franklins up out Aretha
Bitch put it in my offering, I'm a preacher
You hit the blunt and ain't coughin', that is not no reefer
It's no bitch that can tell me the time I need her
The Plug
[Chorus: NipscoGang Foriegn]
Ayy, I ain't simp for you, lil' bitch, why you cuffin' me?
Niggas only tough with them homies, they a hundred deep
If I lift this chopper up, it'll put him underneath (Grrt)
Caught his first body, he threw up, brodie stomach weak
Really, I'm just gettin' money, shit, that's havin' fun to me
Why you gettin' money still hatin'? That shit dumb to me (Know that shit dumb to me)
I ain't gotta go get 'em, make the bitches come to me
Caught his first body, he threw up, brodie stomach weak (Nigga caught his first body, threw up like a lil' bitch)
Caught his first body, he threw up, brodie stomach weak (Niggas better stop playin' over there, I ain't even cappin')
I ain't simp for you, lil' bitch, so why you cuffin' me?
[Verse 3: Head Hancho]
Ayy
It's too many killers 'round me, don't blink wrong
Anything about some money, that's my theme tone
Hancho Popovitch, put the team on (I put the team on)
Blue jean outfit Denim Tears, this ain't Vlone
Put a deuce of Wockhard in a firework
Bro hit the Whippet, it sound like he doin' tire work
It burned me out, snag some water when I buy a shirt (Louis)
He always hold that gun for nothin', boy, that fire work (Grrt)
[Chorus: NipscoGang Foriegn]
Ayy, I ain't simp for you, lil' bitch, why you cuffin' me?
Niggas only tough with them homies, they a hundred deep
If I lift this chopper up, it'll put him underneath (Grrt)
Caught his first body, he threw up, brodie stomach weak
Really, I'm just gettin' money, shit, that's havin' fun to me
Why you gettin' money still hatin'? That shit dumb to me (Know that shit dumb to me)
I ain't gotta go get 'em, make the bitches come to me
Caught his first body, he threw up, brodie stomach weak (Nigga caught his first body, threw up like a lil' bitch)
Caught his first body, he threw up, brodie stomach weak (Niggas better stop playin' over there, I ain't even cappin')
I ain't simp for you, lil' bitch, so why you cuffin' me?