No Cosign

Yeah, I been top rhyming without a co-sign
Yeah, uh

I been top rhyming without a co-sign
I been popping we feasting they eating top ramen
And she on them xans, say she down to die for me
Keep popping them pills, and she really gone die on me
She need a doctor, that neck need a check up
My wrist, and my fist and my flow got a cold and
She can't understand how we talk like it's coded
Got packs for the low or the high, what you want?
I invest in myself, and my gang, and these sessions
It's destined, the way that they moving pathetic
It's desperate, don't test us, don't make us aggressive
Cause John on probation, he can't get arrested
And I love my connect, so we staying connected
I'm calm and collected, just send the request
We collecting this cash, then we off of the set
I take off on this crip, RIP to NIP

Hold ya wrist up, I get BIG love
Never switch up, I'm that nigga
Niggas tripping on me, never trip though
KK got me so I gotta get it
You can tell the type of time that I'm on
Missed calls, two cell phones
I'm on vacation, these blunts in rotation
Please don't hit my-
Wait

I just hit him in public
It's nothing no trouble
I did it myself
All these niggas got doubles
I doubled my profits and tripled the budget
More money, more niggas that want something from me
Boy I do what I want, we got nothing in common
These hunnids a coming and I got her cumming
These niggas I'm with, boy we closer than cousins
This money mean nothing, they'll do you for nothing
And I'm in my element
They say hungry and humble, I'm arrogant
Fuck up the estimate
White ones, and they look like they heaven sent
White ones, but I'm swear I'm not prejudice
That lil bihh elegant
Ask about me cause my face really excellent
Nigga that's definite
Know that nigga YOUNG too RECKLESS
Nick Cannon, Drumline stepping
Lil buddy cap, behead him
Really out the mud, no begging
How you say you bang with no weapon?
(Ha, Montae!)
Prime time, my time
She wanna join my side, it gets no better
Whack niggas, rap niggas
How you a rat, you don't get no cheddar?

I been top rhyming without a co-sign
I been popping we feasting they eating top ramen
And she on them xans, say she down to die for me
Keep popping them pills, and she really gone die on me
She need a doctor, that neck need a check up
My wrist, and my fist and my flow got a cold and
She can't understand how we talk like it's coded
Got packs for the low or the high, what you want?
I invest in myself, and my gang, and these sessions
It's destined, the way that they moving pathetic
It's desperate, don't test us, don't make us aggressive
Cause John on probation, he can't get arrested
And I love my connect, so we staying connected
I'm calm and collected, just send the request
We collecting this cash, then we off of the set
I take off on this crip, RIP to NIP yeah



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Writer(s): Vishay Boedhoe, Corey Amonte Mccoy
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