In the gutter same clothes three days
Oil of you
I got white on my face
Can't get drawn out got a pending case
Hope heads when i come call me henry the 8th
Nast
Give me room give me space
Got no manners all i want is face
Take her back she only hot for my name
Stupid bag can't run no games
No i got no shame
Your on verbal and i drop that flame
I got a perfect aim
Diss them boy in a perfect way
Ride out with the man dem from ukraine
Dot touch down like max pain
Mans live but i aint on insta fame
Got the black 7 white like michele cane
Done know i push man down like rib james
No carbon foot print but i leave staines
Jack do s in the poring rain
On one leg like morning crane
Come with the biscuit like un chained
Real talk non of them want to catch that fade
On job like chronic and she dem rage
Pop that iron doin up luke cage
They all wanna know my Eta
Run man down like gta
Mans too Wiley No Bbk
(Times 4)
To the max step out in a lethal way
Vozzie on deck and a big three eight
Licks no less than a box of flake
Hot the plug disappear like serious snape
Pastel tongue never call no names
A
I aint trine go back cage
Still got money parked off from raids
Mate
Back roads when i do wayz
Put them in then i move ape
No i move weird like nate
Honey trap can't be bae
No i dont no la shay
She only loves that cake
Give her that d all day
Me and her on display no way
She loves me but im on that case
Tell her that speaking that aint cheating nice jackson Till i push that key in
Dick heads always doin up beefing
Man dem doin up grabs in ealing
All of your young boys they aint never eating
Multiple times I swear i cheafed him
I aint on speaking
Run up in the barber shop like P king
100 links my I Phone
100 links on my I Phone
100 links my I Phone
You aint really in my time zone
(Times 2)
Nasty Jack - Eta Lyrics
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In the gutter same clothes three days
Oil of you
I got white on my face
Can't get drawn out got a pending case
Hope heads when i come call me henry the 8th
Nast
Give me room give me space
Got no manners all i want is face
Take her back she only hot for my name
Stupid bag can't run no games
No i got no shame
Your on verbal and i drop that flame
I got a perfect aim
Diss them boy in a perfect way
Ride out with the man dem from ukraine
Dot touch down like max pain
Mans live but i aint on insta fame
Got the black 7 white like michele cane
Done know i push man down like rib james
No carbon foot print but i leave staines
Jack do s in the poring rain
On one leg like morning crane
Come with the biscuit like un chained
Real talk non of them want to catch that fade
On job like chronic and she dem rage
Pop that iron doin up luke cage
They all wanna know my Eta
Run man down like gta
Mans too Wiley No Bbk
(Times 4)
To the max step out in a lethal way
Vozzie on deck and a big three eight
Licks no less than a box of flake
Hot the plug disappear like serious snape
Pastel tongue never call no names
A
I aint trine go back cage
Still got money parked off from raids
Mate
Back roads when i do wayz
Put them in then i move ape
No i move weird like nate
Honey trap can't be bae
No i dont no la shay
She only loves that cake
Give her that d all day
Me and her on display no way
She loves me but im on that case
Tell her that speaking that aint cheating nice jackson Till i push that key in
Dick heads always doin up beefing
Man dem doin up grabs in ealing
All of your young boys they aint never eating
Multiple times I swear i cheafed him
I aint on speaking
Run up in the barber shop like P king
100 links my I Phone
100 links on my I Phone
100 links my I Phone
You aint really in my time zone
(Times 2)
Oil of you
I got white on my face
Can't get drawn out got a pending case
Hope heads when i come call me henry the 8th
Nast
Give me room give me space
Got no manners all i want is face
Take her back she only hot for my name
Stupid bag can't run no games
No i got no shame
Your on verbal and i drop that flame
I got a perfect aim
Diss them boy in a perfect way
Ride out with the man dem from ukraine
Dot touch down like max pain
Mans live but i aint on insta fame
Got the black 7 white like michele cane
Done know i push man down like rib james
No carbon foot print but i leave staines
Jack do s in the poring rain
On one leg like morning crane
Come with the biscuit like un chained
Real talk non of them want to catch that fade
On job like chronic and she dem rage
Pop that iron doin up luke cage
They all wanna know my Eta
Run man down like gta
Mans too Wiley No Bbk
(Times 4)
To the max step out in a lethal way
Vozzie on deck and a big three eight
Licks no less than a box of flake
Hot the plug disappear like serious snape
Pastel tongue never call no names
A
I aint trine go back cage
Still got money parked off from raids
Mate
Back roads when i do wayz
Put them in then i move ape
No i move weird like nate
Honey trap can't be bae
No i dont no la shay
She only loves that cake
Give her that d all day
Me and her on display no way
She loves me but im on that case
Tell her that speaking that aint cheating nice jackson Till i push that key in
Dick heads always doin up beefing
Man dem doin up grabs in ealing
All of your young boys they aint never eating
Multiple times I swear i cheafed him
I aint on speaking
Run up in the barber shop like P king
100 links my I Phone
100 links on my I Phone
100 links my I Phone
You aint really in my time zone
(Times 2)
Writer: Benjamin Blades
Copyright: Lyrics © Sentric Music
Copyright: Lyrics © Sentric Music