Video Nard de Ac640 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Ac640 - Nard Lyrics

[Intro]
(Yoyo the producer)
Mhm, mhm, mhm
Bo Jackson nigga
Mhm, niggas know what's up with me nigga

[Chorus]
This working shit in me
Where the fuck was you at when shit got greasy?
It's winter time, upgraded my Glock had to bring out the drizzy
I'm a rapper but I still kill niggas
By my lonely I jump out in tune and when I do what I do
I don't care if his mother come out, I'm still gon' shoot
Pop out with a 100k bad bitch and I switch lanes in this two-door coupe
I been home nine months and I caught plus two
Them B's ain't nothing, you got to stand over top
It's getting cold nigga, put holes in his Moose
He thought shit was sweet, I put Drac' on his ass for moving too loose
I be popping them Xan's, I be loose as a screw
I be watching his ass, he know I'ma kill his ass too
I get that 7.62 and that .300 Black
On [?] I wish them niggas stood over Blu

[Verse]
I be creeping and watching, niggas don't got a cluе
If we beefing, keep shit quiet
We could havе a standoff, I'll come where you at and I'll shoot
We ain't squashing no beef, what the fuck is a truce?
By myself with that Drac', he stepped out of that door
And you know it was the end of his day
He had cash on his head so his ass head to lay
And I don't be rapping about money, when I drop this album they're gon' pay me 300
And I don't really care about rap, I'm stuck in them cars tryna catch me a bucket
And my Drac' so dirty, I was bumping and rolling, the wood fell off of that bitch (No cap)
And I stand over top when I catch me a teen and I love to leave shit twitching (Mhm mhm, I leave shit twitching)
That's if he want to hang with them killers
I don't care if you beef, can't run from them missiles
Gon' earn you a striker, jump out like—
KKK, I'ma kill me a nigga (I'ma crack me a nigga)
Opp nigga like twelve years old but I'ma crack his ass when he get a lil' bigger (Ok I'ma wait)
I don't care who you is, I'm deep in the streets, I don't underestimate no nigga (At all)
[Chorus]
This working shit in me
Where the fuck was you at when shit got greasy? (Where the fuck was you at?)
It's winter time, upgraded my Glock had to bring out the drizzy
I'm a rapper but I still kill niggas
By my lonely I jump out in tune and when I do what I do
I don't care if his mother come out, I'm still gon' shoot
Pop out with a 100k bad bitch and I switch lanes in this two-door coupe
I been home nine months and I caught plus two (Mhm mhm)
Them B's ain't nothing, you got to stand over top
It's getting cold nigga, put holes in his Moose
He thought shit was sweet, I put Drac' on his ass for moving too loose (Mhm)
I be popping them Xan's, I be loose as a screw
I be watching his ass, he know I'ma kill his ass too
I get that 7.62 and that .300 Black
On [?] I wish them niggas stood over Blu (I'ma crack me a nigga)

[Outro]
(I wish they would've stood over his dumbass, nigga long live Blu nigga, no cap I'm smoking his ass right now in the studio)