No Name

Dropped out of school and copped a new chain
All of these bitches think I'm insane
Drop a whole bag and go Cobain
Two years ago I was a No Noname
Dropped out of school and copped a new chain
All of these bitches think I'm insane
Drop a whole bag and go Cobain
Two years ago I was a No Noname

Running from the feds ain't got no line that I can press
Heavy vested sipping tech and all these people at my neck
Why you putting up a front?
Bitch you a devil in a dress
I confess or wait I'm too busy counting checks
I'm back up in this bitch they talking shit I kill them all
They all itching like a fiend I air them out like aerosol
I've been rocking all this Gosha
I'm like Putin breaking walls
In my range, but not the Range
The Wraith's outside the mall
Since High School, I switched up
But I still don't give no fuck
I oversea like I'm on the beach
If that's your girl then she belongs to me
Two words I'm own
New whip platted in chrome
She in school paying my bills that's two birds one stone
I'm gonna puff on this J
And blow it into ashes
I'm gonna fuck on your bitch
Like she was a practice
I'm gonna blow on this J
Then read another passage
They all copy my style
Like I didn't craft it

Dropped out of school and copped a new chain
All of these bitches think I'm insane
Drop a whole bag and go Cobain
Two years ago I was a No Noname
Dropped out of school and copped a new chain
All of these bitches think I'm insane
Drop a whole bag and go Cobain
Two years ago I was a No Name

In high school I was nobody
But now I'm riding in the drop I dropped the old body
My clothes is with worth your rent that's why I'm so snobby
I'm wearing vintage shit I'm in that old Tommy
Oh god
He shows up dressed so oddly damn he so gaudy
Always steals the spotlight damn he show-stopping
Always heals these thots like damn he so godly
That's why I'm dealing to these cops and still got no charges
Go arson
Flow starting Riots like I'm Joe Stalin
Grow garden
Selling coke to white kids like a blow market
No bargains
Marking up the price like it's a gold margin
Most largest
Barking up the wrong tree like a bold Dachshund
Shitting on kid's wallets like it's old carpet
So I can pay a man and get my show parking
I was walking in right as the show started
Still get my front row seat cause I'm a dope artist
So pardon

Dropped out of school and copped a new chain
All of these bitches think I'm insane
Drop a whole bag and go Cobain
Two years ago I was a No Noname
Dropped out of school and copped a new chain
All of these bitches think I'm insane
Drop a whole bag and go Cobain
Two years ago I was a No Noname

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Writer(s): Joshua Gilstrap
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