No Pin

Yeah, Aight
It ain't shit you can tell me that I don't know, Pussy
She drop the marker ona opps And got her body done
I can't even lie Like this my best run
Taxin for this sauce Bitch I don't know nun
Cus you got a ring on ya lil house, it ain't gone stop nun
He say he sliding ain't shot nun Must be shooting a pop gun
Pop out and I'm shooting wit my latest form
Pullin back bussin' wit my weak arm I'm tryna clip his twin n him
Tape his face No fading him
Fold him ain't no spade in him
556 they tailing him Chip his face
See snake in him No homework
Pop quizzin him Dos was first wit F&N
Billz taught y'all how to spin, Spin & Spin & Spin again
On the money I still got the same friends
I can flip a dub off the same bin
For the love he gone double-back & spin the same bend
Do not call me twin We is not kin
Pink & Blue my only friend, I could never give my heart again
Might still got a stick in that cardigan Tryna catch him while he pulling in
Take off his cleft Knock off his chin Swiping cards without the pin
This jus one of my daily sins I be fuckin all my lady friends
Opened the door Still kicked it in



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Writer(s): Ju Loggins
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