No Romance

Bands bands make her dance
My shirt and pants they made from france
My mans beat the pots and pans
No hands pop it like a can
Dance dance no romance
I get them bands all in advance
I paid it all this not financed
Im too enhanced i should freelance

Like Peter Pan this NeverLand
Dont come here man we drum like bands
The bands make her rubber band
The other hand hold blowing fan
Start blowing and then its over then
Like in afghan got sticks, caveman
Batman all black van
Yo Lifespan is shortening
Gets the packs deporting it
They get lost like a orphanage
Dont try me im not normal bitch
I heard you snitched so you get stitch
Put him in a ditch and then we ditch
She throwing it, throwing it like she pitch

Bands bands make her dance
My shirt and pants they came from france
My mans beat the pots and pans
No hands pop it like a can
Dance dance no romance
I get them bands all in advance
I paid it all this not financed
Im too enhanced i should freelance

I dont want yo girl so you better take her home
She wanna pop bones and gimme that dome
Im changing like flow like clothes and tone
We pull up with sticks and we pull up with stones
I make the work dissapear just like im wong
That girl is headstrong so i let her tag along
They was dissing back then but now singing my song
Yall snitch on each other like a sing along
I beat a nigga ass, transform like im Gon
Push him back like a comb give him down syndrome
I dont need a loan just landed in rome
She wanna have my kids wont get a
Chromosome
They calling my phone but i had postponed
These niggas some clones so i leave em alone



Credits
Writer(s): Tristan Irvin
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