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Nutrition in Switzerland Lyrics[Chorus]
(Damn, Trgc made that?)
(Woo) Taking no nutrition on that fuckin' jet
Taking no nutrition on that fuckin' jet (Woo, phew, woo)
Ridin' around, bitch, I'm big Tonka, bitch (Woo)
Ridin' around, bitch, I'm big Tonka, bitch (Woo)
We got that nutrition, we got— Yeah (Woo)
You know we got them yerkies, we got— Yeah (Woo)
I've been taking whippets, yeah, at 2 AM, yeah (Woo)
I'm in Switzerland, lil bitch, I took a krank again (Oh-oh, oh, phew)
(Damn, Trgc made that?) I'm on a bad bend (Oh-oh, oh)
Yeah, you be with them dead men (Oh-oh, oh)
I think I am the Devil's friend (Oh-oh, oh; woo)
I read my Mason books until it's 9 AM (Woo; oh-oh, oh)
Bitch, I ran it up, I made that double gram (Oh-oh, oh)
If you think I couldn't do it, then I'll do it again (Yeah)
Pull up to every show with, like, twenty cars (Skrrt)
We know that you a bitch, so please, just play your part (Yeah, yеah)
[Verse]
Pull up in that Tonka, put that bitch in park (Luh Tonk')
I'm the real fuckin' wolf, howlin' in the dark (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
Usеd to poppin' yellowX, yeah, that fuckin' bar (Woo)
Ridin' in the—, then I fuckin' yerc (Err)
Pull up to my show, then hop back on the jet (Jet, yeah)
I got M's coming in, you in fuckin' debt (Debt)
Got nutrition on the way, George down the street (Street, yeah)
Paid three hunnid for gelato, that's just how it be (Uhh)
I heard in London you can go to jail for fuckin' shanks (Uh)
I pulled up toWirelesswith fuckin' two shanks on me (Shank)
Try me, we'll slit ya throat, and put a fuckin ramp in it
Bells, bells
I bring back them bells, I bring back them bells,I bring back them bells, you go to Hell
I bring back them bells, and when I bring them bells then you could tell
That we gon' run it up and send your ass to hell, 'cause thats not fair
'Cause I got all this money, playin' with down here, yeah, over there
[Chorus]
(Damn, Trgc made that?)
(Woo) Taking no nutrition on that fuckin' jet
Taking no nutrition on that fuckin' jet (Woo, phew, woo)
Ridin' around, bitch, I'm big Tonka, bitch (Woo)
Ridin' around, bitch, I'm big Tonka, bitch (Woo)
We got that nutrition, we got— Yeah (Woo)
You know we got them yerkies, we got— Yeah (Woo)
I've been taking whippets, yeah, at 2 AM, yeah (Woo)
I'm in Switzerland, lil bitch, I took a krank again (Oh-oh, oh, phew)
(Damn, Trgc made that?) I'm on a bad bend (Oh-oh, oh)
Yeah, you be with them dead men (Oh-oh, oh)
I think I am the Devil’s friend (Oh-oh, oh; woo)
I read my Mason books until it's 9 AM (Woo; oh-oh, oh)
Bitch, I ran it up, I made that double gram (Oh-oh, oh)
If you think I couldn't do it, then I'll do it again (Yeah)
Pull up to every show with, like, twenty cars (Skrrt)
We know that you a bitch, so please, just play your part (Yeah, yeah)
[Outro]
I'm the real fuckin' wolf, howlin' in the dark (Woo, woo woo, woo)