No Life (Freestyle)
Yo I'm cooking with the homies
The beef comes with the cheese
With ease
We eat through
Your squad, your crew
Your battalion, your posse
This jungle's full of pussies
I'm trimming trees, the GRC and JT dislike me
GM, Crooks upon the microphone
Destroying the ozone layer
The slayer
Flyer than a dragon
Get bitches like Aladdin
Shooters in my crib and I end up just like Bin Laden
Escape in the Bahamas
Carry my dope just like lamas
12 naked hoes with coconut pina coladas
Trippin' on that blueberry
Couchy Vibe Chinese eyes
Spittin' OG lyrics till I die
Yo
Never Flip the matress
Adress the business
Not even in the room but the bitch already undressed
I guess I should be statin that I'm high, plus the mushrooms creepin' on me man im fried
You
Wish you was down with the movement
Work and get the payment
Hustle up the ladder til you get paid by the minute
Im getting in my zone
Stay back turn on your phone
I got the mightiest touch yea you can read it in my bones
We pullin' diamonds out the fuckin' dirt thats pressure
We rob you for your diamonds and your gold my pleasure
My section down for that action spare you muthafuckas the details you know the lecture
Fuck ya
Bend your bitch and fuck her
See ya
Bitches getting quick to forget ya
Amnesia
Comin' through the spot we give these muthafuckas seizures
Sparkles - bottles
Clic clac - flashes
Lights off- doctors
Oh god thats tuff
Muthafucka talkin' all that crap then he got lit up
The beef comes with the cheese
With ease
We eat through
Your squad, your crew
Your battalion, your posse
This jungle's full of pussies
I'm trimming trees, the GRC and JT dislike me
GM, Crooks upon the microphone
Destroying the ozone layer
The slayer
Flyer than a dragon
Get bitches like Aladdin
Shooters in my crib and I end up just like Bin Laden
Escape in the Bahamas
Carry my dope just like lamas
12 naked hoes with coconut pina coladas
Trippin' on that blueberry
Couchy Vibe Chinese eyes
Spittin' OG lyrics till I die
Yo
Never Flip the matress
Adress the business
Not even in the room but the bitch already undressed
I guess I should be statin that I'm high, plus the mushrooms creepin' on me man im fried
You
Wish you was down with the movement
Work and get the payment
Hustle up the ladder til you get paid by the minute
Im getting in my zone
Stay back turn on your phone
I got the mightiest touch yea you can read it in my bones
We pullin' diamonds out the fuckin' dirt thats pressure
We rob you for your diamonds and your gold my pleasure
My section down for that action spare you muthafuckas the details you know the lecture
Fuck ya
Bend your bitch and fuck her
See ya
Bitches getting quick to forget ya
Amnesia
Comin' through the spot we give these muthafuckas seizures
Sparkles - bottles
Clic clac - flashes
Lights off- doctors
Oh god thats tuff
Muthafucka talkin' all that crap then he got lit up
Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Mallette
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