No Kidding
Yea I heard they out to get me
Dyin' tryin like fifty
I'm flyin' like fifty
Miles above the city
That's outer space on you pussy's
I ain't a killer don't push me
Shout out Tupac and Biggie
Tryna get that Biggie bag
And I ain't talking 'bout Wendy's
Talkin' 'bout hundred fifties
Yeah go check the credits
Yeah I got a lettuce fetish
Ooohh you playin' games
Well I'm good at chess and checkers
Yeah I had a lot of ops
Back in the day they never checked us
Now I'm getting paid for records yeah
Imma need a hundred before I walk through the door man
I was selling weed since fourteen never cocaine
I was making green since I stepped inside the dope game
Now my money clean, that's that OxiClean and soap
I got on my winter coat
Yea its cold outside
I hope you motherfuckers know
And if you don't know my name
Well now you know its NOVA STELLA
The fuck you throwing shade for
Imma shoot through your umbrella
Yea I heard they out to get me, get me
I reply no kidding
Yea I heard they out to get me, get me
I reply no kidding
No kidding yeah
I don't want no kiddies yet
Only twenty two but I feel like I ain't twenty yet
I ain't fucking with the back and forth and all that tit for tat
Y'all get rid of that
And y'all acting like some alphas till we bring omega back
Everybody tryna talk about me (yea)
I ain't worried bout it (yea)
Y'all still sleeping on your mama couch
Go worry 'bout yourself
Keep on barking like a tree
I bring them birds up out that nest
I'm just peeping how y'all play
I got my info from the ref
And I be cooling off just like a fucking 'frigerator
All these bitches burnt out like an incinerator
I wont gas these bitches up like y'all I ain't no generator
Slicing at my enemies
Feel like a demon slayer
We was in yo' crib with that mask on you saw no face
Blood was leakin' bet he freezin' thats a cold case
Ain't talking bleach the anime
But I send hollows back your way
Yeah I heard they out to get me
I'm just waiting for the day
Yea I heard they out to get me, get me
I reply no kidding
Yea I heard they out to get me, get me
I reply no kidding
No kidding yeah
Dyin' tryin like fifty
I'm flyin' like fifty
Miles above the city
That's outer space on you pussy's
I ain't a killer don't push me
Shout out Tupac and Biggie
Tryna get that Biggie bag
And I ain't talking 'bout Wendy's
Talkin' 'bout hundred fifties
Yeah go check the credits
Yeah I got a lettuce fetish
Ooohh you playin' games
Well I'm good at chess and checkers
Yeah I had a lot of ops
Back in the day they never checked us
Now I'm getting paid for records yeah
Imma need a hundred before I walk through the door man
I was selling weed since fourteen never cocaine
I was making green since I stepped inside the dope game
Now my money clean, that's that OxiClean and soap
I got on my winter coat
Yea its cold outside
I hope you motherfuckers know
And if you don't know my name
Well now you know its NOVA STELLA
The fuck you throwing shade for
Imma shoot through your umbrella
Yea I heard they out to get me, get me
I reply no kidding
Yea I heard they out to get me, get me
I reply no kidding
No kidding yeah
I don't want no kiddies yet
Only twenty two but I feel like I ain't twenty yet
I ain't fucking with the back and forth and all that tit for tat
Y'all get rid of that
And y'all acting like some alphas till we bring omega back
Everybody tryna talk about me (yea)
I ain't worried bout it (yea)
Y'all still sleeping on your mama couch
Go worry 'bout yourself
Keep on barking like a tree
I bring them birds up out that nest
I'm just peeping how y'all play
I got my info from the ref
And I be cooling off just like a fucking 'frigerator
All these bitches burnt out like an incinerator
I wont gas these bitches up like y'all I ain't no generator
Slicing at my enemies
Feel like a demon slayer
We was in yo' crib with that mask on you saw no face
Blood was leakin' bet he freezin' thats a cold case
Ain't talking bleach the anime
But I send hollows back your way
Yeah I heard they out to get me
I'm just waiting for the day
Yea I heard they out to get me, get me
I reply no kidding
Yea I heard they out to get me, get me
I reply no kidding
No kidding yeah
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Writer(s): Noah Wilson
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