No Delay II
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Niggas ain't on our level
They be walking around disheveled
Whole crew drip special
I don't even know what to tell you
If I did, niggas still wouldn't know what to do with it
Yeah
Hundred percent, we higher than a bitch
Riding in the windows with no tint, I'm popping my shit
Hopping out the whip with a 5th
We rolling a spliff
Imma get the 'Rari, and its rinsed
And Coogi the fit
Yeah
Hundred percent, I'm putting it in
These niggas follow different trends
Don't do it for friends, I do it for ends
All my brothers with me that's fam
I said it again, cause this shit really part of the plans
Sweet ass niggas, nah we could never be the same (bitch)
We control it, didn't (N)intend on playing games (bitch)
Mario Karting, we go bananas in the lanes
I'm copping a phantom for every dirt that's on my name (ghost)
Yeah
Niggas really building from the pain (yeah, yeah)
Need a plane, ain't got my own lane (hell yeah)
Gotta ball till we need Rogaine, I need everything paid
For
Just hit Dirt, we talking building up the function
Just hit BO to shoot an arrow for destruction
Just hit Bubba to put a Draco on your mother
You all Hubba Bubba
Flapping your gums, your bullets rubber
Man
Niggas ain't even really hit shit
Niggas still playing on they ripsticks, skating on the bullshit
All that energy is ridiculous
I can't even get with it
Working in the gym, I ain't even have a membership
Beats been crack, and the raps been fentanyl
How I even get here?
Man this shit been brewed
Me and Tahj been snapping, this No Delay II
PETA picked a problem, I'm posing in leather pants
Posting in the picture in Mr. Miyagi stance
In a trance, the psychedelics put planets in my hands
Dreaming about Japan and paparazzi and fans
Whipping up in the pan, the future he in advance
Mobilizing the truth
You local, I got the proof
Young nigga raised in the zoo
Georgia clay all on the boots
Yeah, over hurdles
And google the streets I'm from
You seeing nothing but murder
I always hear of you running
The differences in the story
Y'all niggas coming from nowhere
We niggas coming from nothing
Run it
Run it
Run it
Right there, right there
Me and Tahj been snapping, this No Delay II
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Niggas ain't on our level
They be walking around disheveled
Whole crew drip special
I don't even know what to tell you
If I did, niggas still wouldn't know what to do with it
Yeah
Hundred percent, we higher than a bitch
Riding in the windows with no tint, I'm popping my shit
Hopping out the whip with a 5th
We rolling a spliff
Imma get the 'Rari, and its rinsed
And Coogi the fit
Yeah
Hundred percent, I'm putting it in
These niggas follow different trends
Don't do it for friends, I do it for ends
All my brothers with me that's fam
I said it again, cause this shit really part of the plans
Sweet ass niggas, nah we could never be the same (bitch)
We control it, didn't (N)intend on playing games (bitch)
Mario Karting, we go bananas in the lanes
I'm copping a phantom for every dirt that's on my name (ghost)
Yeah
Niggas really building from the pain (yeah, yeah)
Need a plane, ain't got my own lane (hell yeah)
Gotta ball till we need Rogaine, I need everything paid
For
Just hit Dirt, we talking building up the function
Just hit BO to shoot an arrow for destruction
Just hit Bubba to put a Draco on your mother
You all Hubba Bubba
Flapping your gums, your bullets rubber
Man
Niggas ain't even really hit shit
Niggas still playing on they ripsticks, skating on the bullshit
All that energy is ridiculous
I can't even get with it
Working in the gym, I ain't even have a membership
Beats been crack, and the raps been fentanyl
How I even get here?
Man this shit been brewed
Me and Tahj been snapping, this No Delay II
PETA picked a problem, I'm posing in leather pants
Posting in the picture in Mr. Miyagi stance
In a trance, the psychedelics put planets in my hands
Dreaming about Japan and paparazzi and fans
Whipping up in the pan, the future he in advance
Mobilizing the truth
You local, I got the proof
Young nigga raised in the zoo
Georgia clay all on the boots
Yeah, over hurdles
And google the streets I'm from
You seeing nothing but murder
I always hear of you running
The differences in the story
Y'all niggas coming from nowhere
We niggas coming from nothing
Run it
Run it
Run it
Right there, right there
Me and Tahj been snapping, this No Delay II
Credits
Writer(s): Tahj Keeton
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