No Hooks
Lyrics
Hahaha Ha Yuh, Solo! Nigga we the shooters With the Rugers We some looters Give 'em work you'd think I'm a tutor (Doo doo) Savage killers, grave diggers Mac-11's, I ain't talkin' bout no computers (Un-Uh) Bitches brazy, niggas brazy Think you tough then we gon' bust your medula (Bop bop) Write me a piece and I went to the jeweler My money so long I'ma need me a ruler (God damn) Bought me a stick and it came with the drum Niggas be rappin' but this ain't for fun I want all my money, I needed my funds Schoolin' you niggas, y'all niggas my sons Tracy McGrady bitch I'm number one Hit the strip club and start throwing them ones I'm eatin' this bread while you scoopin' up crums I'm livin' so rich while y'all living like bums (Lil bitch) Bitch I hang with gang bangers Gorillas in jungles you know that they can't tame us I just been makin this money Ain't worried bout niggas cuz them niggas don't phase us Grew up in poor places Some make it out and some fightin' court cases (Fuck the judge) Pullin' them car chases I can't let 'em stop me I know that them crackers is all racist (Hell nah) I just be ballin' like Spalding Livin' my life its so flawless Hold up the money keep callin' All I been thinkin' is runnin' up checks I know you see the VVs on my neck I don't play ball but I got me a tec Niggas gon' snitch when that gun to they neck I caught a flagrant give a fuck bout the ref I'm feelin' like 50 don't need me a vest Hahaha You already know what the fuck goin' on man It's Double S shit lil bitch Aye! (Oh you thought it was over?) Ha I'm in bag no publix I'm Superbad, McLovin Swipe for McDonalds, I'm grubbin' Tryna turn nothin' to somethin' Got me a bag now I'm stuntin' City on jacks have it jumpin' (jumpin') Pull up on me then I'm dumpin' Hole in your chest call you Duncan (Doo doo) Carvin' you up like a pumpkin 21 on me no Duncan Ain't no Reeboks but I'm pumpin' Smokin' on dope they keep coming from Canada I had no money that shit wasn't addin' up Now that we on them niggas is mad at us Now that we flexin' in front of the cameras Planning a trip gotta check on my calendar (God damn) You smokin' on mids while I'm smokin on lavender (God damn) Ridin' with Nina that bitch in my passenger Nina so right I could never be mad at her (Never) I been rappin', I been stainin' niggas Hit a nigga with some counties (There you go) I've been flexin' and finessin' Lil bitch I'm from Broward County (Ha) You either scammin', trappin', hittin' licks but we ain't get hit with the county (Nope) You a stupid lil nigga, ain't hard to tell how you got a bounty (Woo) All my niggas hungry so you know we want the whole plate My nigga in jail while these niggas IG rappin' I told him - he said "it's gon' be okay" (Free A1) Cuz when he get out and he touch back in the streets gon' set some niggas straight (Free A1) 2019, its a new year its a new me I'ma show 'em I ain't even gon' play, ha
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 02:17
- Key
- 1
- Tempo
- 77 BPM