Yeat – Nun id change Lyrics

Nun id change

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"Nun id change." - Yeat

Sunday, 25 October 2026, 07:26 am

Album: AftërLyfe

Track No: 05

Remember
Remember
I-I-I'm working on dyin'
BNYX
Red bottoms up, know you gettin' slain
Red bottoms out, hundred mill' cash, nothin' I'd change, now I got the fame
Whole lot of range, diamonds on, diamonds on my face
Nothin' I can say, I-I don't fuck with all the lames
Take time off, bitch, ah
Gettin' hit by a train, motherfuckin' flame
Got a Glock on my side every day, pussy get sprayed, uh
Every time I motherfuckin' play, everybody shove it in they face, uh
Each night, every day, turnin' 'bout it
Burn a mill' every day, got the cash comin' in big time
Pushin' two hundred, unwindin', I'ma call a bitch up, yeah
X all night, yeah, 'bout to boot up
'Bout to food up, 'bout to take this Perc, baby, 'bout to food up
I just been stayin' to myself, I don't fuck with nobody at all
Lot of these motherfuckers on the shelf, they're cryin' out for help
I don't think that I could feel
I just wish that I could feel, ooh-ooh
Fly, fly, fly, fly, yeah
I been gettin' fly, fly, fly, get high to the moon, uh
Fly, fly, fly, gettin' high to the moon, man
Fly, fly, fly, fly, fly-fly-fly-fly
Red bottoms up, know you gettin' slain
Red bottoms out, hundred mill' in cash, nothin' I'd change, now I got the fame
Whole lot of range, diamonds on, diamonds on my face
Nothin' I can say, I-I don't fuck with all the lames
Take time off, bitch, ah
Gettin' hit by a train, motherfuckin' flame
Got a Glock on my side every day, pussy get sprayed, uh
Every time I motherfuckin' play, everybody shove it in they face, uh
Each night, every day, turnin' 'bout it
Burn a mill' every day, got the cash comin' in big time
Pushin' two hundred, unwindin', I'ma call a bitch up, yeah
X all night, yeah, 'bout to boot up
'Bout to food up, 'bout to take this Perc, baby, 'bout to food up
I just been stayin' to myself, I don't fuck with nobody at all
Lot of these motherfuckers on the shelf, they're cryin' out for help
I don't think that I could feel
I just wish that I could feel, ooh-ooh

Writer(s): Noah Smith.

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