No B******t

How you claim you gettin' money
When you ain't get no money
Ya still bad down broke
I see smokin' but it's fronted
I heard the old man was po'
Do he even got a hunnid
Body burnt down broke I hope you saved up you some money
On some real shit
Whatchu gon' do when the clout go dying down
Got me plans after plans couldn't care about a bout
Nah I ain't fuckin' wit' ya past, nigga whatchu on right now
I see you all way out in last, but you was the first one out

Damn (Damn)
Thirty please
Damn (Damn)
Eighty please
Damn (Damn)
One-fifty please
Damn (Damn)
Three hunnid please

Oh you was late
Dawg I couldn't een tell
Oh that's yo bae
Then why you just given-out-stares
While I'm takin' ha' up stairs
Sayin' she gon do some laundry
She ain't do no laundry
But she fold it up neatly

Damn (Damn)
She wit' me
Damn (Damn)
Condoms please
Damn (Damn)
On ha' knees
Damn (Damn)
Got ha' sayin please

Like
I ain't into allat cap rap or none too deep
Life's got good balance like the ass on a freak
If you steppin' wit' me best not go out lookin' cheap
And if I ain't post you on the gram don't ask if it's discreet
If ya gettin' money for the coochie
He ain't real as me
And if ya fuckin' more than once a week
You know that he be geeked
Ya boy said ya bitch be the one then you know
His ass done beat
Girl I can tell by ya lil tongue ring
I alrey' know you a freak
Bitch he ain't did what I've done so don't
Compare him to me
And they don't know where I'm from assumin'
All of my feats
A blunt and bottle now she sprung askin'
"Where rest my team?"
But I...
Been kno' doe you da weirdo askin' pictures of ha' feet
Yeah I'm gon' get it know bout promo I been said my team was havin
I seen he shitted; 'Tony Romo'. Never been about that action
You know gang wit' it bozo don't be outchea askin' why we taxin'
And when yo bitch slide back to yo crib betta' know I gave ha' practice

Damn (Damn)
Mane I ain't een gon lie like like like...
Damn (Damn)
Like like... like some shit right here mane
Damn (Damn)
The ideas just be flowin mane the melodies come mane
Damn (Damn)
Off the top of the head, lowkey this could be some

Ain't mean to get off topic
I'm burnin', a cup full of bourbon
She wanna fuck on me because I'm earnin'
And you know we earned it
Had to prove a purpose
Repeatin' history, nah...
Cause I learned it
Backwood bitch, got it burnin' like a furnace
Yeen pay for a zip, don't come to the entrance
Hope dawg don't trip, honey 'tractin' allem-damn ants
While we went and took his money, ass had-em in a damn trance
Tie em up and cut his dick, but I ain't attracted to no trans
Crazy cause I tote two blicks, but you'll be fuckin' wit' the hands
It's funny old you was a lick, but now you totin' on FN's?
Ohh I know that bitch
Yeah yo trick
She gon' suck my dick that's on command
Ohh I know ya nigga
Yeah let's get em
I ain't talkin' that's shits a demand
Hella figas
And mo' figas
And mo' till I get myself some land
Seen his trigga had some dust, you know we made em ran
He a nigga in that pink tesla, but know that boy be stankin'

Aye
Bitch
Cool
Down
Errbody
Feel
Good
In, Here (Here, in)
Just
Keep
Low
Most know offending per a quickest route so tote
You very well X-Classified Yeen Zoe
So don't be talk come in here askin' bout what a nigga supposed to owe
Yeah I could do this all day my nigga just smoke and switch the flow
But I ain't rollin' on no Swishers, 'cause it mask out the dro
We gon' be smokin' all day, lil' nigga go and get some mo'
Add some whiskey and cream, cause it brings out the hoe
Asked "If it's you and me?", bitch know play ya ro (Role)
I'm willin' to go proceed, if you know how to up the sco'
I'm swag surfin' ode, gettin' types of dough
Yeen comparin' to me, boy you movin' too slow
I'm a banterin', ass nigga witcha hoe
Whose landin' in, the coochie gon' sco' fasho
Got me plannin, how we gon' one-up you bro
But I'm glad I could be, up in ya greatest moment do'
Gotcha hoe up in the kitchen, and she cookin' up a storm
Ain't causin' a suspicion, I ain't shippin' out no bows
I got 'em dispositioned, and I'm ready to unload
I see the situation, and I think you need some hoes

No bullshit
You should use it
Cause imma do
What I do
Yeah
Imma truly
Give a fuck bout what you say
Cause I been known that imma kang
And I'm gon' get err gat damn thang
That I put up to my damn brain
No bullshit
You should use it
Cause imma do
What I do
Yeah
Imma truly
Give a fuck bout what you say
Cause I been known that imma kang
And I'm gon' get err gat damn thang
That I put up to my damn brain



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Writer(s): Anthony King Jr
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