No Rzn

Off-head billing
On-set killing, shit
And her waist looking like a convex image
Pon that riddim
Prospect, Prospect
Ah

Yvng Bxnkz in the building
Yeah yeah

V!

Imma do this one for fun
Nigga trust me
Trust me
If you ever touch me
Then you lucky
Summertime in that summer dress
Your batty looking dumpy
Put the bally on and grab the pumpy
Blonde hair, shaved sides
Now you chatting 'bout you love me
Move it to the side you looking dusty
Kitty kitty now you catting for me to go down and licky
You ain't dicky dicky
Pussy musty
Money on my phone and I ain't got a lyca
Gyallie swarmzin' on me
I don't even like her
Now I got a girl, she wanting me to pipe her
Still I'm pissing off my ex
Ask Klowee and Ida
Twisting up your waist
Twisted was the anthem
Yeah
Bringing up the bass
Bringing up the mandem
Yeah
Bring it up to date
Bring it up to standard
Yeah
Pissing off to space
Ain't no plan on landing
Yeah
Bottles popping off for No Reason
Yeah
Ain't talking money
That's a no deal and
Aw yeah
I'm switching lanes like it's the 4 seasons
Yeah
Making moves
And now they all peepin'
Okay

Bottles popping off for No Reason
Yeah
Ain't talking money
That's a no deal and
Aw yeah
I'm switching lanes like it's the 4 seasons
Yeah
Making moves
And now they all peepin'
Okay

Making money moves
What that money do?
What you running to?
You ain't talking on my name when I'm in front of you
Yeah
I ain't falling off
Who you talking on?
I be higher than Voshawn
And I ain't even gotta bun a zoot
Flow so cold you gotta hop step
Did it!
Off-head billing
On-set killing, shit
And her waist looking like a convex image
Pon dat riddim
Prospect Living
Wildin' like I got nothing to live for
But I'm living life
And niggas puzzled like a jigsaw
Got that kitty slippy
They gon hear you from the indoors
All your man are inbreds
Why I call you niggas inlaws
All these bars flying off my tongue
And flying off your head
Know that I got that fire in the booth
And fire on the set
Know that I be firing the fools
And lining up the rest
Know that I be eyeing up the loot
And piling up the rest
Okay

(VS!)
Ay she gon' fall when I spring into this summer drip
Missed the season like I started on series 2 shit
But we at the Four Seasons don't get it twisted
Self Made and I was on My Throne when we did this
Big drip
And I don't need a goddamn reason
Reason being that when I'm in it girl ima demon
Heathen, because I'm bout to pray for my sins
Pray that we win
Free up all my bruddas in the bin! (Yuh! yuh!)
Gyallie I ain't bout to trust another chick
When that batty jiggle jiggle with them hourglass hips
And them lips looking like you got desire for the uhhh (What?)
Really and truly you about to have me stuck (Nah b!)
And no B that ain't a Pritt Stick
But still you can lift the top up
Go ahead and twist it (Just like that!)
Ha!
Look, that sounds so misleading
Scheming
I don't need a reason
So we
Blow it in the club for no reason
I been chatting to your Mrs
I got no feelings
You ain't really in the cut
Why your nose bleeding
You just talk about real
You don't know the meaning
Ah
Bottles popping off for No Reason (Aw yeah)
Ain't talking money
That's a no deal and (Yeah yeah)
I'm switching lanes like it's the 4 seasons (Skrrt skrrt)
Making moves
And now they all peepin'

Bottles popping off for No reason
Yeah
Ain't talking money?
That's a no deal and
Aw yeah
I'm switching lanes like it's the 4 seasons
Yeah
Making moves
And now they all peepin'
Okay
Bottles popping off for No Reason
Yeah
Ain't talking money
That's a no deal and
Aw yeah
I'm switching lanes like it's the 4 seasons
Yeah
Making moves
And now they all peepin'
Okay

Blow it in the club for no reason
I be chatting to your Mrs
I got no feelings
You ain't really in the cut
Why your nose bleeding
You just talk about real
You don't know the meaning
Ah

Bottles popping off for No reason (No Reason nah)
Ain't talking money?
That's a no deal and (Aw yeah)
I'm switching lanes like it's the 4 seasons (Skrrt skrrt)
Making moves
And now they all peepin'
Okay

Making moves
And now they all peepin'
Okay
(Okay, okay, okay, okay)
Making moves
And now they all peepin'
Okay
Bottles poppin' off for No Reason
Yeah
Yeah yeah
Bottles poppin' off for No Reason
Yeah
No Reason

Off-head billing
On-set killing, shit
And her waist looking like a convex image
Pon that riddim
Prospect, Prospect
Ah

Off-head billing
On-set killing, shit
And her waist looking like a convex image
Pon that riddim
Prospect, Prospect



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Writer(s): Tae Ebanks
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