🎵 Any Means // by Nutso Thugn

1 ContributorAny Means Lyrics [Intro] (Xool on the beat, boy) Blitt, blitt (Ape, ape) Whoop (Ape, ape, ape, ape) You know what the fuck brackin', nigga StoopidXool, what the fuck brackin’? (DaDon, DaDon) [Chorus] Huh, clutch on my fire then I draw down Everybody know the Klan shoot a hunned round Play with this shit, yeah, you know it's going down Get a stick, Nutso ThugN up now Served your favorite rapper, yeah, he a clown Gotta get this money by any means Jugged that boy, yeah, he was green Pull up, I might just swerve from the scene AR hit a fuck nigga in his spleen Play with the KlanKlan, get gone Your hoe hit my phone, said she home alone Live my life like a rockstar, Post Malone Why these fuck niggas wanna be a Nutso clone? Lookin' in my bag, you better get in your own I think you the Police, bruh, you talk too much on the phone [Verse] Huh, yeah, huh, yeah, huh Woah, woah I get the backend by the loaf This bitch say she wanna drive the pole Smoke a fuck nigga just like a Newport You ain’t important, I write you in notes Big fire, yeah, it make a fuck nigga float Fuck on your bitch and I put her in the yo [Chorus] Huh, clutch on my fire then I draw down Everybody know the Klan shoot a hunned round Play with this shit, yeah, you know it's going down Get a stick, Nutso ThugN up now Served your favorite rapper, yeah, he a clown Gotta get this money by any means Jugged that boy, yeah, he was green Pull up, I might just swerve from the scene AR hit a fuck nigga in his spleen Play with the KlanKlan, get gone Your hoe hit my phone, said she home alone Live my life like a rockstar, Post Malone Why these fuck niggas wanna be a Nutso clone? Lookin' in my bag, you better get in your own I think you the Police, bruh, you talk too much on the phone