Nardo Wick G Nikes Lyrics. Skinny jeans, white tee, g nikes, glock wanna meet jesus be my opp she don’t speak english, she speak gawk said she wasn’t. [chorus] i declare war on whoever that's against us i declare war on whoever that's not with us i declare war on whoever that wanna end us seem like.
Nardo Wick G Nikes (Lyrics) ft. Polo G YouTube
Skinny jeans, white tee, g nikes, glock wanna meet jesus be my opp she don’t speak english, she speak gawk said she wasn’t. [chorus] i declare war on whoever that's against us i declare war on whoever that's not with us i declare war on whoever that wanna end us seem like. Memories and thus we at wynk strive to. Web we hit your party, guard your bitch (ha) in here turnt with nardo wick (bitch) pop out, slide, spark your blick' (boom) high speed, left the narc' all sick (skrrt) fuck my opps,. Web she say, “nardo, daddy, you taste just like cinnamon” (you taste good, ayy) i forget her name, i’ma call her “ceiling fan” (she blowin’ you) baby, he lied to you, that. Nardo wick, polo g title: Nardo wick feat polo g, nardo wick, polo g, nardo wick feat. Web i declare war lyrics: Web she say, “nardo, daddy, you taste just like cinnamon” (you taste good, ayy) i forget her name, i’ma call her, “ceiling fan” (she blowing me good) baby, hе lied to you,. I’m wicked, i’m wicked, i’m wicked, i’m wicked i’m wicked, i’m wicked, i’m wicked,.
Web we hit your party, guard your bitch (ha) in here turnt with nardo wick (bitch) pop out, slide, spark your blick' (boom) high speed, left the narc' all sick (skrrt) fuck my opps,. Nardo wick feat polo g, nardo wick, polo g, nardo wick feat. Web we hit your party, guard your bitch (ha) in here turnt with nardo wick (bitch) pop out, slide, spark your blick' (boom) high speed, left the narc' all sick (skrrt) fuck my opps,. Web i declare war lyrics: Skinny jeans, white tee, g nikes, glock wanna meet jesus be my opp she don’t speak english, she speak gawk said she wasn’t. Nardo wick, polo g title: Web she say, “nardo, daddy, you taste just like cinnamon” (you taste good, ayy) i forget her name, i’ma call her “ceiling fan” (she blowin’ you) baby, he lied to you, that. Memories and thus we at wynk strive to. [chorus] i declare war on whoever that's against us i declare war on whoever that's not with us i declare war on whoever that wanna end us seem like. Web she say, “nardo, daddy, you taste just like cinnamon” (you taste good, ayy) i forget her name, i’ma call her, “ceiling fan” (she blowing me good) baby, hе lied to you,. I’m wicked, i’m wicked, i’m wicked, i’m wicked i’m wicked, i’m wicked, i’m wicked,.
