NSG feat. MHD Lyrics
"In Da Car"

(Spankito)
(4PLAY) Yeah
Diztortion

Exercise yard with the barbed wire (woosh)
Stare through your soul but I'm a calm fella (muh)
Slide over there like cha-cha (skrr)
Rosie done the dirt, then flew Mecca (muh)
How you live your Bruce like Kris Jenner?
Yeah, take a left no indicator (no)
Point a man out with my index finger
(?)

In the car, smokin' Indica
Everyday choose me but you ain't my nigga (fuck off)
Baby, it's a secret, take you off your nikkah
Baby, it's a secret, take you off your nikkah
I know my guy will do it for a Louis sweater
Slide through a man, shame me like Santa
I know my guy will do it for a Louis sweater
Slide through a man, shame me like Santa

Got ball rollin' this be soccer (football)
Broski leave you red like Pogba
Excellent finish, that be Drogba (selfish)
The shotty, the bullets is a corn cup
Like Abz said, devilish drip (uh-huh)
Broski does devilish things (uh-huh)
Off the radar, that's demon time
She know (?) with the Gs, it's time

Got my money up, still livin' like a low-life
Different outfit, on the same road side
When the (?) puta
From the guala, got the profit like a computa'
I'm (?) she hotter than Shito
When we were there, she wan' blow me like 'ookah
Make me wanna double tap it like insta
That's how it goes double tappin' that Bunda

In the car, smokin' Indica
Everyday choose me but you ain't my nigga (fuck off)
Baby, it's a secret, take you off your nikkah
Baby, it's a secret, take you off your nikkah
I know my guy will do it for a Louis sweater
Slide through a man, shame me like Santa
I know my guy will do it for a Louis sweater
Slide through a man, shame me like Santa (eh, frère)

Au début, c'est bien, après, c'est nul
Tellement d'concerts que mama me voyait plus
Mais c'est plus fort que moi, j'aime trop la plume
J'aime trop la rue mais là-bas, y a pas de thune, wallah
Un flow d'bâtard
À ceux qui crachent sur moi, une grosse patate
À ceux qui croient en moi, la gang moula, gang moula
Nouveau départ, j'remets le compteur à zero
Elle dit qu'elle m'aime à la folie, elle connait pas mes défauts
Envie de tous les uer-t mais y en a trop donc comment faire?
Gros, j'vais tous l'effacer
Wesh, l'équipe a besoin d'faire le premier ro-ro sans les streams
J'suis rentré dans les lignes, j'suis sur l'red carpet
Épingler ces fratellis, mauvais gars sonne dans mon verre
J'ai la gorge qui brûle, comme Winnie, j'suis plutôt miel
J'aime bien quand c'est brut, (?) quand j'passe au péage
Gamos de malade, tu crois qu'j'ai quel âge?
On mangeait Zénith, t'avais même pas d'date
C'est un truc de malade

In the car, smokin' Indica
Everyday choose me but you ain't my nigga (fuck off)
Baby, it's a secret, take you off your nikkah
Baby, it's a secret, take you off your nikkah
I know my guy will do it for a Louis sweater
Slide through a man, shame me like Santa
I know my guy will do it for a Louis sweater
Slide through a man, shame me like Santa

(?)
So high right now, (?)
It's not easy, but we finesse
All my niggas, they didn't relax
She saw the kid, she want romance in me
She love the drip, make her join instantly
Now she wanna know what cologne this is
Probably Creed mixed with the weed

M-Way trips, yeah, I used to get carsick
But in the dance floor, Louis V carpet
Little one of mine, you can end up in a casket
Push to start and I ain't gotta park it
Last night, I fucked Veronica
I gave her the good wood but she's still my nigga
Smokin' my cannabis, she knew me as a a dealer
Don't offer me Henny, we sippin' Tequila

Alif, baa, thaa
Nairobi girl, nakupenda
Her Kenya friends, asante aana
All my Area Boyz, asante sana
Do fuckery, but still pray to Allah
You go (?), you know the one what I like
If you check me, you done check what I like
Said she love me, nakupenda
Asante sana

In the car, smokin' Indica
Everyday choose me but you ain't my nigga (fuck off)
Baby, it's a secret, take you off your nikkah
Baby, it's a secret, take you off your nikkah
I know my guy will do it for a Louis sweater
Slide through a man, shame me like Santa
I know my guy will do it for a Louis sweater
Slide through a man, shame me like Santa