No Hook

Im sipping on that drop, smoking on some kush
I get it popping nigga i don't even need a hook
Bad bitch with me and she gave me that look
She like them street niggas
Had to take her to the hood
But i don't need pussy, Franklin looking good
45 Caliber a leave a nigga shook
For fucking with my cash
Let the 45 smack
Then take a L to the face, pouring up the Act'
Im posted at the trap
Boy this aint no act
Boy this aint a rap
Pop pop that pistol, have a nigga running laps
Then pop a couple flats
Smoke some loud pack
Murr in the cut rolling up them fats
LT bitch ill put myself on the map
Keep them snakes out the grass
cause I don't never lack
Beat a couple cases now your boy coming back
Trap Trap Trap bitch I stay at the trap
With my nigga bird and he holding down the strap
Bouta take this niggas work grab the ski mask
And if he think this a joke blast while he laugh
This for all them run aways i know y'all niggas mad
Didn't have the heart to stick around when shit hit the fan
Back back back we don't want y'all ass back
This LT bitch you know where I'm at

I be
With that 100 rounds
Hunt you down and chop you down
Cause LT be
Coping pounds
I break it down
Then spread it round
Till P.D come and get me
But shit i aint no fucking clown
And i stay getting pussy
Rolling blunts, smoking kushy
Boy don't fucking test my crown
Cause I will
Make blood spill
So your bitch ass better stay out my town