No Holidays
I done bossed up I'm the final nigga on the play
Still run shit nigga like a 4 or 5K
I'ma eat this shit like 4 or 5 plates
Then dash on nigga like the first name Stace
Umm do we have a problem
The math ain't mathing if they think they my column
I turn shit up like I'm fucking with the volume
So if you need a hit Troy Lux is who you calling
I'm too flashy for my own good
Boujee yet a tad hood
Floss so much my dentist ask for tips I say "What time is good?"
Canary yellow coupe just like the Simpsons I'm not OJ
Been doing this way too long boy I been seasoned just like old bay
But I'm down for whatever
Suits Prada shoes and the bags come in leather
I'm too cold bundle up for the weather
But if they wanna try me tell em please bring a sweater
I ain't never need a cookie to tell you my fortune
Flows been tighter than that waist in a corset
Or that's hotter than me tanning in Miami
You niggas fall for anything I'll call you Bambi
I been working with no holidays
I ain't got no time today
Back up out my face I-I-I-I'ma need all kinda space
Just you and your friend tell me is you tryna slide today
Look me in my eyes and let me let me blow ya mind away
I been working with no holidays
I ain't got no time today
Back up out my face I-I-I-I'ma need all kinda space
Just you and your friend tell me is you tryna slide today
Look me in my eyes and let me let me blow ya mind away
Take a peek at my pockets
H-Town nigga taking off that's a rocket
Oh they say got my chamomile
Y'all tryna get a "uh huh" I'm tryna get a mill
Sing on it like I graduated Juilliard
In tune with it like a new guitar
They be so mad cause I'm truly hard
They got a long way to go like truly far
You could find me in LA in them hills like every day
Bitch I'm not a Rasta but puffing zigs like causally
If I want it then I got it I'm that prophet with the pay
I'm just stunting on you niggas do that shit effortlessly
I been working with no holidays
I ain't got no time today
Back up out my face I-I-I-I'ma need all kinda space
Just you and your friend tell me is you tryna slide today
Look me in my eyes and let me let me blow ya mind away
I been working with no holidays
I ain't got no time today
Back up out my face I-I-I-I'ma need all kinda space
Just you and your friend tell me is you tryna slide today
Look me in my eyes and let me let me blow ya mind away
Still run shit nigga like a 4 or 5K
I'ma eat this shit like 4 or 5 plates
Then dash on nigga like the first name Stace
Umm do we have a problem
The math ain't mathing if they think they my column
I turn shit up like I'm fucking with the volume
So if you need a hit Troy Lux is who you calling
I'm too flashy for my own good
Boujee yet a tad hood
Floss so much my dentist ask for tips I say "What time is good?"
Canary yellow coupe just like the Simpsons I'm not OJ
Been doing this way too long boy I been seasoned just like old bay
But I'm down for whatever
Suits Prada shoes and the bags come in leather
I'm too cold bundle up for the weather
But if they wanna try me tell em please bring a sweater
I ain't never need a cookie to tell you my fortune
Flows been tighter than that waist in a corset
Or that's hotter than me tanning in Miami
You niggas fall for anything I'll call you Bambi
I been working with no holidays
I ain't got no time today
Back up out my face I-I-I-I'ma need all kinda space
Just you and your friend tell me is you tryna slide today
Look me in my eyes and let me let me blow ya mind away
I been working with no holidays
I ain't got no time today
Back up out my face I-I-I-I'ma need all kinda space
Just you and your friend tell me is you tryna slide today
Look me in my eyes and let me let me blow ya mind away
Take a peek at my pockets
H-Town nigga taking off that's a rocket
Oh they say got my chamomile
Y'all tryna get a "uh huh" I'm tryna get a mill
Sing on it like I graduated Juilliard
In tune with it like a new guitar
They be so mad cause I'm truly hard
They got a long way to go like truly far
You could find me in LA in them hills like every day
Bitch I'm not a Rasta but puffing zigs like causally
If I want it then I got it I'm that prophet with the pay
I'm just stunting on you niggas do that shit effortlessly
I been working with no holidays
I ain't got no time today
Back up out my face I-I-I-I'ma need all kinda space
Just you and your friend tell me is you tryna slide today
Look me in my eyes and let me let me blow ya mind away
I been working with no holidays
I ain't got no time today
Back up out my face I-I-I-I'ma need all kinda space
Just you and your friend tell me is you tryna slide today
Look me in my eyes and let me let me blow ya mind away
Credits
Writer(s): Torian Armstrong
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