No Kizzy (feat. Rah Swish)

Chuhh chuhh chuhh
Yea yea
Light, light light

Said I'm coming different
If you ain't the mandem, family, broski, main ting keep your distance
Bro had 100 racks in the crib, pls shh and the shit went missing
Shawty did broski slime, f*cked with his mind, can't trust these women
Yeah

Said I'm coming different
If you ain't the mandem, family, broski, main ting, keep your distance
Bro had 100 racks in the crib plus shh and the shit went missing
Shawty did broski slime, f*cked with his mind, can't trust these women
3225, Me and the guys, Lord's my whiteness

Back then paid me no mind, stuck to the grind, when they would diss me
Now when they hit my line, pressing decline, a nigga too busy
Back then shared our clothes, had no doe, it was me and Ishy
Now we out in Dubai, Emirates fly, real talk no kizzy, gone

I make her laugh, she wanna fuck, feel like I'm Shiggy, yea
Get in my bag, gang going up, we getting litty
Rolling the gas, sipping the juice, I'm feeling dizzy
Yeah, yeah

Sheesh, sheesh, huh

Bro did me wrong that's a shame
Really use to love him, now I can't trust him, had to charge that to the game
Shhh, I will never say no names
Put all my thoughts in a blunt and I'm rolling it up and I'm smoking the pain

Look, I turn my opps into ashes, gang gon' puff puff pass it
I keep a stick in traffic, 5% tints in LV glasses
I could've went to the league cause bitch I ball Orlando magic
They wanna know what's in this jacket, a big automatic
Leave me alone
I use to trap in the sheet of the snow
I call up Rexx he put three in your dome
This ain't no thermal I heat up his clothes
I'm a dog, I need a bone
You got opps, then keep a pole
My bitch pretty, and she silly, make me laugh like B Simone
Wooo

Said I'm coming different
If you ain't the mandem, family, broski, main ting, keep your distance
Bro had 100 racks in the crib, plus shh and the shit went missing
Shawty did broski slime, fucked with his mind can't trust these women
3225, Me and the guys, Lord's my whiteness

I make her laugh, she wanna fuck, feel like I'm Shiggy, yea
Get in my bag, gang going up, we getting litty
Rolling the gas, sipping the juice, I'm feeling dizzy
Yeah, yeah

Woo
Chuhh Chuhh Chuhh



Credits
Writer(s): Linus Staflin, Gerald Owusu
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