No Fronts (feat. Kill Phill)

Don't front me no pack
Lil Nigga you wont get it back
He aint do shit, nigga sweet
I think that nigga mad
Ran off with a bag
Fucked his bitch
Now that nigga sad
Run up in trap
Take his stash
Split it with my slat (Slat)
Your bitch call me Dad (Aye)
She just want my cash (Aye)
Hunnit on the dash (Aye)
Got Hunnit's in my Raf's
The Fuck do they Talk? (Aye, aye)
Fuck do they want? (Aye, aye)
Say they want smoke? (Aye, aye)
Fuck it then bark (Aye, aye)

I just fronted you a pack
Lil Nigga where my money at? (Where my money at?)
I was in the Trap doing bad
It felt like Alcatraz
Free my Nigga Pop and Lil Fizz
With his bad ass (His bad ass)
I just fucked a bitch
And left her quick
Now she mad mad (Uhh)
And we off them Perc's and Adderall's
Doing all that goofy shit
Lil Bitch thats what make me soft (Uhh)
And this money turn me to a Boss
We go to the mall buy it all
We don't care bout cost
Used to rock Lacoste and Hugo Boss
Now its Fendi Draws
How much do you make?
I don't know
I just give and go
Fifty for a show
All i know is designer clothes
She wanna get a lil close
Cause she know that i make the most

Don't front me no pack
Lil Nigga you wont get it back
He ain't do shit, nigga sweet
I think that nigga mad
Ran off with a bag
Fucked his bitch
Now that nigga sad
Run up in trap
Take his stash
Split it with my slat (Slat)
Your bitch call me Dad (Aye)
She just want my cash (Aye)
Hunnit on the dash (Aye)
Got Hunnit's in my Raf's
The Fuck do they Talk? (Aye, aye)
Fuck do they want? (Aye, aye)
Say they want smoke? (Aye, aye)
Fuck it then bark (Aye, aye)



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Writer(s): Dreon Wash
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