🎵 NyQuil // by TB Stacka

1 ContributorNyQuil Lyrics [Intro] (Is that you TB Stacka, yeah?) (And I keep falling…) (Boy) (Come on) [Verse 1] If you don't, then I will Syrup in the cup like NyQuil (let's go) Mr 9MillaBeater in the two seater Imma pop out with the .9 mil (boy) I don't like science, it's force I'm applying Go to the Lord for the guidance CB on the pitch but I'm taking risks I don't mean CB - No Guidance Young and I'm lit and I ain't with the drama I know he really my son like Osama Jet Li ting, man, I pull out katanas Shawty so fine and I think she from Ghana Made a mistake And my shawty Jamaican I know some people be thinking she Blasian Right on the net, they be trolling and hating Live in the flеsh, they be doing the faking Cartiеr diamonds, they looking like lemonade I hit the lottery, I hit the renegade Hating but I won't acknowledge it anyway Whole lotta commas, you know that we getting paid I just been sippin' that drank like it's Minute Maid I don't care if you feel a way Run up the money, I might hyperventilate (Yeah, and I keep-) (boy) [Verse 2] Yeah, fill up the ride with bine (boy) And I'm smelling like Calvin Klein Me and my shawty like Bonnie and Clyde With the draco know that I slide Like a playground know that I slide Me and arcane been lit since "Slide" Yeah, I'm for real, who telling lies? Two lives like I'm Hannah Montana Pull up with Hannah Montana Call up my bae and let's go Atlanta I might just buy out the store I'm rocking Christian Dior Yeah Lightskin, she mi amor (and I keep-) Yeah [Outro] (Is that you TB Stacka, yeah?)