Niqle Nut - Imperialism Lyrics (Feat. Crooked I)

Niqle Nut – Imperialism Lyrics (Feat. Crooked I)

[Verse 1: Niqle] Lord knows what I’m bout to do
I’m bout to put those Forgiato’s on that Beamer Coupe
I got my Teflon vest and now I feel invincible
Gotta still protect my neck cause I ain’t got no roof
Police just kicked in the door
After I sold a brick
They heard a nigga got more spots than a doberman
And I remember selling dope till it was over with
When I ran out of crack cocaine I sold deodorant
See I’m going to get this f**king money by any means
I got these f**king quarter pounder’s like Mickey D’s
My only claim of the thing is I serve the feins
32 around my waist like those skinny jeans
I’ll let it breathe on you bitches niggas that still be hating
Because I ride on three-piece rims, they still on Dayton’s
To keep it real …I don’t know, I’m kind of still debating
If I should wash money in rap or do some real estate-ing

[Hook: Niqle] Would like to give a special thank you for who made me famous
And want to give a special f**king to them f**king haters – ha!
I know you waiting on me just to fall
These niggas left me in these streets
They thought that I would starve – ha!
Me and Satan had some conversations
I’m gone send your a** to hell
Now you got reservations…HA
You sold your soul for materialism
C.O.B taking over this imperialism
HA!

[Verse 2: Niqle] That new Bugatti cost a million dollars
So tell illuminati I’m going need a billion dollars
My bitch mastered given brain like she done went to college
She stuff that don’t inside her pussy when we hit the projects
I told the kids stay in school don’t take for granted
I played my f**king calls right to them I’m f**king Gambit
I want to be like Niqle Nut because he keep his cannon
That nigga diamonds clear blue, same colors Captain Planet
I beg to differ but I never ever begged those bitches
Momma Jehovah witness so I never had a Christmas
The only thing I had close was a ghetto vision
My father told me skies the limit if you keep on living
I got my back against the wall, I get it in
After my moved right out the hood I gotta a Benz
I thank God every day cuz I seen many men
Lose their life between the 405 and 710 haaa

[Hook: Niqle] Would like to give a special thank you for who made me famous
And want to give a special f**king to them f**king haters – ha!
I know you waiting on me just to fall
These niggas left me in these streets
They thought that I would starve – ha!
Me and Satan had some conversations
I’m gone send your a** to hell
Now you got reservations…HA
You sold your soul for materialism
C.O.B taking over this imperialism
HA!

[Verse 3: Crooked I] Poppin since I came in the (door), got me a record deal
Then I put half of that shit in my niggas that’s slangin’ the blow
Double my hustle I’m making fasho’
Stuff A380 for popping these suckers
F**king these hoes not rocking no rubbers
Wanted to be like my uncles and cousins
Thought that my brother was rocket on colors
All I wanted to do was get that paper
F**k what a pig say
Whipping around in the Benz
Aye, ballin’ until my chin gray
Hundred thousand a month on rent
I be moonwalkin’ all across the mothaf**kin’ floor
Pray to god when I go that a nigga die just like MJ
That’s balling it out (COB!)
Bitches on in the house (COB!)
D**k is all in her mouth (COB!)
Pop bottles while y’all in a drought
It’s Niqle and Crook
We taking over you niggas is shook
Grill in my mouth to give it the look
Here come the hook

[Hook: Niqle] Would like to give a special thank you for who made me famous
And want to give a special f**king to them f**king haters – ha!
I know you waiting on me just to fall
These niggas left me in these streets
They thought that I would starve – ha!
Me and Satan had some conversations
I’m gone send your a** to hell
Now you got reservations…HA
You sold your soul for materialism
C.O.B taking over this imperialism
HA!

[Lyrics to Imperialism by Niqle Nut (Feat. Crooked I)]