Elevator Songtext
von Nappy Nina

Yes
Uh

I ain′t good at run-ins
I ain't good at runnin′

I ain't good at lovin'
Should probably tell you somethin′

Search yourself for nothin′
My other self is done in
Quite close to unhinged
The quiet pose with a clench
I'm just a Grinch off the bench
Think ′fore you give me an inch
'Cause I′ll take you some meters
You gon' meet you some creatures


Some real meat eaters
Stand out like Alameda
Banned now like my people
Planned how to get equal
Most my niggas illegal
Ain′t the words of the feeble

Fuck it
Standin' on this bucket causin' ruckus
Speak up, it′s some duckets
Plead to my rambunctiousness

And they probably holdin′ muskets in Kentucky

Fuck if you like it
I'm slower to riot
They sell it, I′m slower to buy it
Quick to get higher

Always for hire
For hostage, for rider
Used to be biker, but knees feel like wires
Inspired by liars, my tires go flyest


Scared of the heightened sensation when flyin'
My spirit takes lightnin′ strikes
Miss me some Oakland Knights
Kiss me some poltergeist
Tender had no device
Tender with what I swipe
Dora's adored by the candlelight
Explore some more channels
Type tic for tac when I type text

And it′s like, it ain't like I've never stood up to niggas like them
I have