No Hope
Aye I remember talkin to my nigga B like
You can't give none of these bitches no hope
Yeah Foreal
Nope
Or whatever you wanna call it
We ain't saving no hoe
Yeah
Whoa
Play a bitch like a piano, We fly to Seattle
You know I'm fly like a Hawk
Thousand I keep it a grand
And that's for my pants
Bitch better look when I walk
Going down like a ski slope
I took her out, but I ain't give her hope
She know I'm it, the kush of make her float
I cut her off, but I ain't bring a rope
Play a bitch like a piano, We fly to Seattle
You know I'm fly like a Hawk
Thousand I keep it a grand
And that's for my pants
Bitch better look when I walk
Going down like a ski slope
I took her out, but I ain't give her hope
She know I'm it, the kush of make her float
I cut her off, but I ain't bring a rope
Commas and commas and commas
And I keep a lama, the K on my side, like Osama
Ready to blow like a bomber
When in the Bahamas
She drinking a Pinta cola
Bottles on top of a model
We do it Big
Like we Christopher Wallace
Paint on her face, call her Ronald McDonald
Copy the drip, this gon be hard to follow
I swear, I be hearing my Granddaddy talk to me
Louie crocs, fit like moccasins
She got that wet like Stojakovic
Dot on yo head, no apologies
Real ones never doubted me
I know one day, you'll be proud of me
Investigation for a robbery
I came from nothing, eating potted meat
Neck piece like a chandelier
Want more than a few, give my dawg a pair
We goin hard, we can't stop it here
I put her all in designer gear
She asking me can she stay
No, Light shower get a rain coat
I could never, ever love a hoe
I dick her down and then I feed her thou
Play a bitch like a piano, We fly to Seattle
You know, I'm fly like a Hawk
Thousand I keep it a grand
And that's for my pants
Bitch better look when I walk
Going down like a ski slope
I took her out, but I ain't give her hope
She know I'm it, the kush of make her float
I cut her off, but I ain't bring a rope
Play a bitch like a piano, We fly to Seattle
You know, I'm fly like a Hawk
Thousand I keep it a grand
And that's for my pants
Bitch better look when I walk
Going down like a ski slope
I took her out, but I ain't give her hope
She know I'm it, the kush of make her float
I cut her off, but I ain't bring a rope
You can't give none of these bitches no hope
Yeah Foreal
Nope
Or whatever you wanna call it
We ain't saving no hoe
Yeah
Whoa
Play a bitch like a piano, We fly to Seattle
You know I'm fly like a Hawk
Thousand I keep it a grand
And that's for my pants
Bitch better look when I walk
Going down like a ski slope
I took her out, but I ain't give her hope
She know I'm it, the kush of make her float
I cut her off, but I ain't bring a rope
Play a bitch like a piano, We fly to Seattle
You know I'm fly like a Hawk
Thousand I keep it a grand
And that's for my pants
Bitch better look when I walk
Going down like a ski slope
I took her out, but I ain't give her hope
She know I'm it, the kush of make her float
I cut her off, but I ain't bring a rope
Commas and commas and commas
And I keep a lama, the K on my side, like Osama
Ready to blow like a bomber
When in the Bahamas
She drinking a Pinta cola
Bottles on top of a model
We do it Big
Like we Christopher Wallace
Paint on her face, call her Ronald McDonald
Copy the drip, this gon be hard to follow
I swear, I be hearing my Granddaddy talk to me
Louie crocs, fit like moccasins
She got that wet like Stojakovic
Dot on yo head, no apologies
Real ones never doubted me
I know one day, you'll be proud of me
Investigation for a robbery
I came from nothing, eating potted meat
Neck piece like a chandelier
Want more than a few, give my dawg a pair
We goin hard, we can't stop it here
I put her all in designer gear
She asking me can she stay
No, Light shower get a rain coat
I could never, ever love a hoe
I dick her down and then I feed her thou
Play a bitch like a piano, We fly to Seattle
You know, I'm fly like a Hawk
Thousand I keep it a grand
And that's for my pants
Bitch better look when I walk
Going down like a ski slope
I took her out, but I ain't give her hope
She know I'm it, the kush of make her float
I cut her off, but I ain't bring a rope
Play a bitch like a piano, We fly to Seattle
You know, I'm fly like a Hawk
Thousand I keep it a grand
And that's for my pants
Bitch better look when I walk
Going down like a ski slope
I took her out, but I ain't give her hope
She know I'm it, the kush of make her float
I cut her off, but I ain't bring a rope
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Writer(s): Travis Guy
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