J-Soul – RNB Nigga lyrics

First things first, don't you ever try to diss
I'll put you in the dirt if a nigga moving sick
No I ain't no RnB singer
No I ain't no RnB nigga
Got niggas down the whole, Jane strip
Couple bitches on the pole, getting lit
Touch your toes, touch your toes (do the splits)
Wipe your nose, wipe your nose (cocaína shit)

They say, "all you do sing about the drugs"
I said, "all you niggas yap about is love"
I'm a young heart breaker, so what's up?
My homie Rexy snuck the burner in the club
God damn, god damn
Niggas see the flow then they bite, god damn
Hating on the low but they fans on the gram
You niggas wack
She never used to call me now she call me zaddy

She said, "all you do is sing about is drugs"
I said, "all your nigga rap about is love"
Girl I'm explicit, finger fuck you in the club
I see you falling but I don't got time for love (god damn girl)

First things first, don't you ever try to diss
I'll put you in the dirt if a nigga moving sick
No I ain't no RnB singer
No I ain't no RnB nigga
Got niggas down the whole, Jane strip
Couple bitches on the pole, getting lit
Touch your toes, touch your toes (do the splits)
Wipe your nose, wipe your nose (cocaína shit)

Co signs got you niggas thinking you the shit
Nigga you ain't hot because the blogs done tweeted it
I put that on my squad, squad, squad we the shit
And we ain't with the talk, talk, talk we get lit
Flew some bitches from Atlanta just for Caribana
She get what she wants so she calls me Santa (yeah yeah)
Homie why you crying, 'cause I bought your bitch?
I won't even fuck her, let her wash my whip

First things first, don't you ever try to diss
I'll put you in the dirt if a nigga moving sick
No I ain't no RnB singer
No I ain't no RnB nigga
Got niggas down the whole, Jane strip
Couple bitches on the pole, getting lit
Touch your toes, touch your toes (do the splits)
Wipe your nose, wipe your nose (cocaína shit)