No Game Song Lyrics

Description:- No Game Lyrics Nardo Wick are Provided in this article. This is a new song which is sang by famous Singer Nardo Wick. This song is from Who is Nardo Wick?? (Deluxe) album. This song will release on 22 July 2022.

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Song:– No Game

Singer:– Nardo Wick

Album:– Who is Nardo Wick?? (Deluxe)

Producer:– Arkay

Written:– Nardo Wick & Arkay

Label:– Flawless Entertainment & RCA Records

No Game Lyrics Nardo Wick

[Refrain]
Grraow, grraow, grraow
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow

[Chorus]
This shit ain’t no game, gang, once you say it’s simple, ain’t no pause, holster on
I’m walkin’ with this Glock behind my drawers
I already told ’em, “Come,” they comin’ it’s too late to call ’em off
They diamonds wetter than Niagara
Touch this water, you gon’ fall

[Refrain]
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow

[Verse 1]
Gang shit, bust his brain quick, we is dangerous
“Nardo, why you tryna slide? Nigga, you is famous”
What that mean, this trigger finger still work
Shot his ass a year ago, he say it still hurt
Somebody tell him tell me, “Thank you,” he get free Percs
He got shot and he survived, it could’ve been worse
I ain’t got no mind, that’s what they be tellin’ me
We pull up with Ks, ARPs, bunch of letters like a spelling bee
I been hearing these niggas cappin’ through the speakers
We got turkey bags, ain’t never really fuck with beefers
All black Trackhawk, I call this one the Jeepers Creepers
You mad I fucked her, blame yourself, you shouldn’t’ve cuffed a eater
Switches games comin’, tryna make the AR automatic
Shootin’, I sense evil
I don’t think, it’s just a habit
No matter what I’m clutchin’, mine ain’t never been the type to pass it

[Verse 2]
Fuck with me, it ain’t just me, you fuckin’ with the killers
Slid on them and you got hit, stop fuckin’ with them niggas
We have human conversations, we don’t talk to pillows (Graow)
Somebody get that boy a wipe, he a lil’ snotty nigga (Graow, graow)
Rich nigga still be in the hood like a head (Graow, graow, graow, graow)
Rich nigga still be tryna leave a nigga dead (Graow, graow, graow, graow)
Trench nigga went a long time without a bed (Graow, graow, graow, graow)
We drench niggas, call us The Water Park Kids (Graow, graow, graow, graow)

[Refrain]
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow
Grraow, grraow, grraow, grraow
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