No Fear
Pull up, no fear
Big bucks, in the rear (Yeah)
Hit like Holyfield
She just popped a pill (Yeah)
She just popped a pill
She just popped a pill (Yeah)
She just popped a pill
Hit like Holyfield
Pull up, no fear
Big bucks, in the rear (Yeah)
Hit like Holyfield
She just popped a pill (Yeah)
She just popped a pill
She just popped a pill (Yeah)
She just popped a pill
Hit like Holyfield
Hit like Holyfield
Know that bitch can't feel
Bitch we on the block, you know I can't squeal (Woah)
I be with the gang, kick it like a field goal
Rubbing off the paint, I'm not YBN though
London switching lanes, slide off like a trick (Hoe)
Pussy, what you think?
Johnny on me, Dang (Oh)
Need that Rover Range
I can't scrape the paint
Some of these niggas frauds, they ain't got no damn soul
All white, like a God
Blue, be on my guap though
Green, be on my glock
Green, be on on the dot
I can't fuck no thot
You can give me top though
Nightmares, in the drop
I'm gone let the top go
I'm gone let the top
I'm gone let the top go
I'm gone let the top
I'm gone let the top go
Pull up, no fear
Big bucks, in the rear (Yeah)
Hit like Holyfield
She just popped a pill (Yeah)
She just popped a pill
She just popped a pill (Yeah)
She just popped a pill
Hit like Holyfield
Pull up, no fear
Big bucks, in the rear (Yeah)
Hit like Holyfield
She just popped a pill (Yeah)
She just popped a pill
She just popped a pill (Yeah)
She just popped a pill
Hit like Holyfield
Big bucks, in the rear (Yeah)
Hit like Holyfield
She just popped a pill (Yeah)
She just popped a pill
She just popped a pill (Yeah)
She just popped a pill
Hit like Holyfield
Pull up, no fear
Big bucks, in the rear (Yeah)
Hit like Holyfield
She just popped a pill (Yeah)
She just popped a pill
She just popped a pill (Yeah)
She just popped a pill
Hit like Holyfield
Hit like Holyfield
Know that bitch can't feel
Bitch we on the block, you know I can't squeal (Woah)
I be with the gang, kick it like a field goal
Rubbing off the paint, I'm not YBN though
London switching lanes, slide off like a trick (Hoe)
Pussy, what you think?
Johnny on me, Dang (Oh)
Need that Rover Range
I can't scrape the paint
Some of these niggas frauds, they ain't got no damn soul
All white, like a God
Blue, be on my guap though
Green, be on my glock
Green, be on on the dot
I can't fuck no thot
You can give me top though
Nightmares, in the drop
I'm gone let the top go
I'm gone let the top
I'm gone let the top go
I'm gone let the top
I'm gone let the top go
Pull up, no fear
Big bucks, in the rear (Yeah)
Hit like Holyfield
She just popped a pill (Yeah)
She just popped a pill
She just popped a pill (Yeah)
She just popped a pill
Hit like Holyfield
Pull up, no fear
Big bucks, in the rear (Yeah)
Hit like Holyfield
She just popped a pill (Yeah)
She just popped a pill
She just popped a pill (Yeah)
She just popped a pill
Hit like Holyfield
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Writer(s): Lone London
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