No Joke

Hoes stay down with the kid
No fold
Even foes stay down with the kid
No Joke
Hoes stay down with the kid
No fold
Even foes stay down with the kid
No Joke

They want me, icy
Big money too spicy
No money? Not likely
Whole team full of Spike Lee's
Like a movie I'm widescreen
Drive through the hills with the high beams
Walk through with no ID
Top player, 5-star piece
Got me feelin' like
Got me feelin like Kyrie, swish
I been too bent off the budda
Coolin' I ride with my shootas
No I don't love ya, don't choose ya
They got the tooly, lead the rooga
Know I been all bout my loota
Ride for my moolah
Know I'm gon' die for the moolah
Trappin' straight out of the Uber
Choppy a trooper
Come in my circle, I school ya
Money come in, hallelujah

Hoes stay down with the kid
No fold
Even foes stay down with the kid
No Joke
Ride with my folks
Big quotes and big smoke
With my G's I be rockin' yeah
Don't give in foo
Hoes stay down with the kid
No fold
Even foes stay down with the kid
No Joke
Hoes stay down with the kid
No fold
Even foes stay down with the kid
No Joke



Credits
Writer(s): Armando Baudelio Esquivias
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