Nevada, yea
All you got to do is just give me the mic and let me do what I do
Real shit
Aye
No introduction and no salutation a standing ovation a real long duration
Brand new sensation attacking the nation and whole congregation with no hesitation
Checking my sound while wrecking some brown
I smell like a pound you know it's some endo
Hand me the mic don't care if I spike and turn down the lights I don't need a intro
Nigga can feel it as soon as I spill it you know I'mma kill it I'm hot as a skillet
Barbecue grill it and serve up a platter of eloquent chatter by Reno Nevada
Finally feel like I'm finding my flavor
Stashing some money for later to savor
High as a crater never gone traitor I don't debate about science and data
Tell you the truth and it was it is
Middle of winter I got on a fridge
F*ck going back man I'm burning the bridge and I'm cutting my ties with the dead weight
Pussy kind of whack but the head straight
The buzz like a bomb about to detonate
I been doing this shit like a decade niggas better try to catch up with the mustard that's me
Totalled my shit like three times
Always come through with the sweet rhymes
Champagne showers at tea time
Sauvignon blanc and pinot noirs
Bourbon neat and Cuban cigar
F*ck your lodge what's in your garage
Give me the currency, nigga I'm currently
Balling out urgently so inadvertently
Feeling my shit on GP
25 lighters like KeKe
Windows tinted like teepees real nigga might swing through for a ten piece Blimpie's
Right up in the middle of the subway
Rolling up J's on a Sunday
Brand new strain of the Feng Shui
Runway but she really 'bout that gunplay, ok
No introductions
I came up from nothing
And no interruptions
When Reno the griot start kicking a narrative
Ain't no discussion
My cup Robitussin
I keep the percussion
Cause getting this money is way too imperative
No introductions
I came up from nothing
And no interruptions
When Reno the griot start kicking a narrative
Ain't no discussion
My cup Robitussin
I keep the percussion
Defending my honor is way too imperative
Yea
I'm talking my shit and I'm being declarative
Yea
A man of the people they f*ck with the narrative
Aye
That's on gang bitch
You know the name bitch
Aye use a lame bitch
Aye
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Nevada, yea
All you got to do is just give me the mic and let me do what I do
Real shit
Aye
No introduction and no salutation a standing ovation a real long duration
Brand new sensation attacking the nation and whole congregation with no hesitation
Checking my sound while wrecking some brown
I smell like a pound you know it's some endo
Hand me the mic don't care if I spike and turn down the lights I don't need a intro
Nigga can feel it as soon as I spill it you know I'mma kill it I'm hot as a skillet
Barbecue grill it and serve up a platter of eloquent chatter by Reno Nevada
Finally feel like I'm finding my flavor
Stashing some money for later to savor
High as a crater never gone traitor I don't debate about science and data
Tell you the truth and it was it is
Middle of winter I got on a fridge
F*ck going back man I'm burning the bridge and I'm cutting my ties with the dead weight
Pussy kind of whack but the head straight
The buzz like a bomb about to detonate
I been doing this shit like a decade niggas better try to catch up with the mustard that's me
Totalled my shit like three times
Always come through with the sweet rhymes
Champagne showers at tea time
Sauvignon blanc and pinot noirs
Bourbon neat and Cuban cigar
F*ck your lodge what's in your garage
Give me the currency, nigga I'm currently
Balling out urgently so inadvertently
Feeling my shit on GP
25 lighters like KeKe
Windows tinted like teepees real nigga might swing through for a ten piece Blimpie's
Right up in the middle of the subway
Rolling up J's on a Sunday
Brand new strain of the Feng Shui
Runway but she really 'bout that gunplay, ok
No introductions
I came up from nothing
And no interruptions
When Reno the griot start kicking a narrative
Ain't no discussion
My cup Robitussin
I keep the percussion
Cause getting this money is way too imperative
No introductions
I came up from nothing
And no interruptions
When Reno the griot start kicking a narrative
Ain't no discussion
My cup Robitussin
I keep the percussion
Defending my honor is way too imperative
Yea
I'm talking my shit and I'm being declarative
Yea
A man of the people they f*ck with the narrative
Aye
That's on gang bitch
You know the name bitch
Aye use a lame bitch
Aye
All you got to do is just give me the mic and let me do what I do
Real shit
Aye
No introduction and no salutation a standing ovation a real long duration
Brand new sensation attacking the nation and whole congregation with no hesitation
Checking my sound while wrecking some brown
I smell like a pound you know it's some endo
Hand me the mic don't care if I spike and turn down the lights I don't need a intro
Nigga can feel it as soon as I spill it you know I'mma kill it I'm hot as a skillet
Barbecue grill it and serve up a platter of eloquent chatter by Reno Nevada
Finally feel like I'm finding my flavor
Stashing some money for later to savor
High as a crater never gone traitor I don't debate about science and data
Tell you the truth and it was it is
Middle of winter I got on a fridge
F*ck going back man I'm burning the bridge and I'm cutting my ties with the dead weight
Pussy kind of whack but the head straight
The buzz like a bomb about to detonate
I been doing this shit like a decade niggas better try to catch up with the mustard that's me
Totalled my shit like three times
Always come through with the sweet rhymes
Champagne showers at tea time
Sauvignon blanc and pinot noirs
Bourbon neat and Cuban cigar
F*ck your lodge what's in your garage
Give me the currency, nigga I'm currently
Balling out urgently so inadvertently
Feeling my shit on GP
25 lighters like KeKe
Windows tinted like teepees real nigga might swing through for a ten piece Blimpie's
Right up in the middle of the subway
Rolling up J's on a Sunday
Brand new strain of the Feng Shui
Runway but she really 'bout that gunplay, ok
No introductions
I came up from nothing
And no interruptions
When Reno the griot start kicking a narrative
Ain't no discussion
My cup Robitussin
I keep the percussion
Cause getting this money is way too imperative
No introductions
I came up from nothing
And no interruptions
When Reno the griot start kicking a narrative
Ain't no discussion
My cup Robitussin
I keep the percussion
Defending my honor is way too imperative
Yea
I'm talking my shit and I'm being declarative
Yea
A man of the people they f*ck with the narrative
Aye
That's on gang bitch
You know the name bitch
Aye use a lame bitch
Aye
Writer: Renaldo McClinton
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