Nice & Good Lyrics by Knucks & SL
(No days off)
Aye, step off the block and I’m feelin’ nice
True say I find her appealing, I took a U-turn just to pree that twice
In the wap till a G baptised
Step off the block and I’m feeling good
Now I got six trying to link me, it’s fair to say that I overbooked
We do not show the crooks
Step on your block and the food ain’t shit
Your car ain’t shit, your crew ain’t shit
All the little moves that you do ain’t shit
Ya drips meedy and them shoes ain’t it
Step on your block and your goons ain’t shit
Closest range, swing that shit
All the stogies that you bill don’t hit
Weakest piff, bin that shit
You already know what the brand is
So overlooked, but they don’t understand it
But understand I’m a bandit
I’m taking they lamb and I’m making a banquet
All for the love of the mandem
Know that closed hands never got no plate
That’s the reason we up all late
WithV in the T doin’ up gourmet
But, but maybe, maybe
I might rock the boat on my Jones like Davy
I might catch a flight to the coast that made me
The diamonds from Naija, the gold’s from Haiti
I’m in awe how they all fugazi
And yet they all gazing at us
Now 5-0 tryna look at us crazy
‘Cause S went and came in a mask
Cah I come in that bally
Shank in my hand I don’t need no Swamy
Linked up with Knucks my tug
Now the consumers happy
How did it end like that? Damn
What a performance mess
True, I tapped that poorly
Now I’m going back for revenge of the leg
Why they love talk on my team?
Why they love talk on my set?
2020 est
It was last year that you touched the ends
Insta’s a sheg, see it real life and she hurt my head
And again and again, and again and again and again
Step off the block and I’m feelin nice
True say I find her appealing, I took a U-turn just to pree that twice
In the wap till a G baptised
Step off the block and I’m feeling good
Now I got six trying to link me, it’s fair to say that I overbooked
We do not show the crooks
Step on your block and the food ain’t shit
Your car ain’t shit, your crew ain’t shit
All the little moves that you do ain’t shit
Ya drips meedy and them shoes ain’t it
Step on your block and your goons ain’t shit
Closest range, swing that shit
All da stogies that you bill don’t hit
Weakest piff, bin that shit
Look, she met the myth
2-2 talk, now she all in my brain, demon witch
You don’t wanna judge that chick
Largest back but the movements stiff
Doors opened, I was pissed
Man, I wish I got stuck in that lift
Your girl said I work wonders
She breathe heavy when I rub that clit
Why she love teef my jumpers
You’re not my wife, you’re just a hit
Smash, dip
Then I go do it again
Bust my nut
Imma be gone by the count of 10
They ain’t hoes if you count on them
Only count on my accountant
Run the amount, split it out then send
Wanna get rowdy, allow me
We really bring smoke to your house like blem
But get love when we out of ends
It’s funny how the last trip ended
The girls said splendid and wan’ be friends
I said “Cool” but it all depends
You know say Knuckles is boujie
She wanna be bredrins
She wanna be roomies
It’s groovy, it’s groovy
Powers like Austin
We watchin’ the movie
Shorty wanna do Lil Uzi
Said “Choose me, all my friends are dead”
Got high and I slide like toosie in the coochie then I went to bed
Step off the block and I’m feelin nice
True say I find her appealing, I took a U-turn just to pree that twice
In the wap till a G baptised
Step off the block and I’m feeling good
Now I got six trying to link me, it’s fair to say that I overbooked
We do not show the crooks
Step on your block and the food ain’t shit
Your car ain’t shit, your crew ain’t shit
All the little moves that you do ain’t shit
Ya drips meedy and them shoes ain’t it
Step on your block and your goons ain’t shit
Closest range, swing that shit
All da stogies that you bill don’t hit
Weakest piff, bin that shit
(Like, I remember when I got given the verdict by the judge
He was like boom, like, it’s past the custody threshold, we’re gonna have to send you to jail innit, ’cause of what the thing was)