"CATCH ME IF YOU CAN" lyrics
(feat. Nems)
[Nyck Caution:]
Yeah
Ayy
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, ayy
Yeah
Stickin' with the plan, I swerved the cones, and dropped, this shit just hit the fan (Yeah)
Nyck's back so quickly, it's hard to put a limit on the brand (Yeah)
We linkin', but I don't put those bitches on the 'Gram
Movin' low, I'm in the dark, she gettin' close, then I'm breakin' hearts
I had to stop for a minute, you know you break the start
Made some mistakes, I paid the debts and now I'm takin' charge
Put it all on the card, it's cool, it's just a stack we dines
Talk to a Macintosh (Yeah), and make it back, I promise (I promise)
Move some coins like Sonic, stackin' up to fuckin' profit
I lost some people on the way, but they was never solid
Make sure your circle small, the people in the back be plottin' (Watch it)
I made some cuts to see what's up and now it's back to wildin' (Now it's back to wildin')
The lights is splashed, put your camera on it
Catch me if you can (What?)
[Nems:]
I'll smack you and your fam (Hold up)
Hoppin' out the blackest of Sedans (Skrrt)
Gettin' cheese like the Packers and they fans (We gettin' money)
It's big gorilla thoughts, stupid (Coney Island)
Stickin' to the plan, pistol whip you and your mans
Guns blickin' out the van, Goddamn
Three-wheel motions on the Can-AM (Skrrt)
I hit bitches like I'm Van Damme
Coked up out of his mind
You a broke fuck droppin' them dimes (Stop snitchin')
I told Nyck don't worry, everything'll be fine
You hear rhymes and you always gotta rewind (Play that back)
They career is on the decline (Fuck out of here)
And you don't got an inclination (Inclination)
Zo God, we be ridin' with them Haitians
Put the glizzy in your mouth, it ain't Nathans (Ayo)
Stop hatin' (Yup), the Glock waitin' (Blaow)
You a bitch and your mother look like Gary Payton
My right hook'll have a broke rapper levitatin' (Baow)
But it ain't magic, you bozo
I'll have your fuckin' friends carrying your casket through SoHo (They all pussy)
G with the gorilla head, that's the logo (Life is)
Fuck your life, dickhead (Bing-bong)
Yeah
Ayy
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, ayy
Yeah
Stickin' with the plan, I swerved the cones, and dropped, this shit just hit the fan (Yeah)
Nyck's back so quickly, it's hard to put a limit on the brand (Yeah)
We linkin', but I don't put those bitches on the 'Gram
Movin' low, I'm in the dark, she gettin' close, then I'm breakin' hearts
I had to stop for a minute, you know you break the start
Made some mistakes, I paid the debts and now I'm takin' charge
Put it all on the card, it's cool, it's just a stack we dines
Talk to a Macintosh (Yeah), and make it back, I promise (I promise)
Move some coins like Sonic, stackin' up to fuckin' profit
I lost some people on the way, but they was never solid
Make sure your circle small, the people in the back be plottin' (Watch it)
I made some cuts to see what's up and now it's back to wildin' (Now it's back to wildin')
The lights is splashed, put your camera on it
Catch me if you can (What?)
[Nems:]
I'll smack you and your fam (Hold up)
Hoppin' out the blackest of Sedans (Skrrt)
Gettin' cheese like the Packers and they fans (We gettin' money)
It's big gorilla thoughts, stupid (Coney Island)
Stickin' to the plan, pistol whip you and your mans
Guns blickin' out the van, Goddamn
Three-wheel motions on the Can-AM (Skrrt)
I hit bitches like I'm Van Damme
Coked up out of his mind
You a broke fuck droppin' them dimes (Stop snitchin')
I told Nyck don't worry, everything'll be fine
You hear rhymes and you always gotta rewind (Play that back)
They career is on the decline (Fuck out of here)
And you don't got an inclination (Inclination)
Zo God, we be ridin' with them Haitians
Put the glizzy in your mouth, it ain't Nathans (Ayo)
Stop hatin' (Yup), the Glock waitin' (Blaow)
You a bitch and your mother look like Gary Payton
My right hook'll have a broke rapper levitatin' (Baow)
But it ain't magic, you bozo
I'll have your fuckin' friends carrying your casket through SoHo (They all pussy)
G with the gorilla head, that's the logo (Life is)
Fuck your life, dickhead (Bing-bong)
