No Photo (feat. Howie Smiles, Danzino & blackmanbrad)

I manoeuvre
Even if I don't post it I do's it
Even if I don't boast man it's proven
You heard Baby Zeen? you know that I'm a nuisance
Hit my guy tryna get some Ami
Hit my side tryna get some pudding
5 minutes pull up in the Uber
She ride on the lolly till it's juicy, yuh
Hitting that cat quick, match stick, burn
Really my plan is, earn
Till all of my bags don't zip
And none of my racks don't fit
5 of my gang round here
And a Caribbean brown girl near
I style with no fear, yuh
Howie Smiles kill all year

If you see me queezing, just leave me
The cup got, me leaning
No Photo, don't pree me
We sinning, this evening
All of my G's black out yeah
All of my G's black out
Everybody in here black out yeah
Everybody in here black out
Went to link my geezer, need Ami
want ocho, cost 20
I strap it up the bud is plenty
I wash it down with the Henny
All of my G's black out yeah
All of my G's black out
Everybody in here black out yeah
Everybody in here black out

Everybody wants expensive foreigns
So my next ventures gonna be insurance
You'll be struggling to catch this height
Its a wrap when my cash take flight, no tourist
You know I only smoke the purest
Vision on point you could never obscure it
I'm destined really no question
Money ain't long yet so I take more risk
My flows tight yours porous
Swear these rappers they been leaking
Blow the whistle like the games over, better when listen up when I'm speaking
You niggas some jokers, never been focused,
Me I need my whole team eating
No rest for the wicked been plotting for a while
cause I know that the crown needs stealing

If you see me queezing, just leave me
The cup got, me leaning
No Photo, don't pree me
We sinning, This evening
All of my G's black out yeah
All of my G's black out
Everybody in here black out yeah
Everybody in here black out

We gone see if it slaps, yuh
Lil bitch I don't cap
Drippy drippy like I left on the tap
Balenci stepping and she working them slacks
Finessing the pack, yuh
Don't bring whala if you ain't pattern the slaps
These baby mamas tryna gimme the Mack
Make it go rain with the stacks, yuh
20G's I got the racks on
Call me drip Michael Blackson
Run my P's for the pack son
My thot got the biggest of backs, uh
Drippie Hippie with the steez
Got you on your knees
Ain't no stopping me
baby when the track's on
You niggas too late tryna act dumb
This ain't a phase I'm a trap son

If you see me queezing, just leave me
The cup got, me leaning
No Photo, don't pree me
We sinning, This evening
All of my G's black out yeah
All of my G's black out
Everybody in here black out yeah
Everybody in here black out



Credits
Writer(s): Howard George-sawyerr
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