No Luv (Prod. TREETIME)
Uh uh
Yeah Yeah
No luv
I ain't been, uh
I ain't been gettin no luv, I ain't here lookin to cuff
I ain't about no rings, no doves, headlines everything he does
Bitch that was me in the third, I am a dog, you in a herd
Hop in a car and I'm ready to swerve, ain't no more waitin bitch it is my turn
Poppin a perky my stomach gon burn, too high to get home Imma lay on the curb
I'm gonna die before I ever learn, I leveled up I ain't what you thought I were
Poppin a perky my stomach gon burn, too high to get home Imma lay on the curb
I'm gonna die before I ever learn, I leveled up I ain't what you thought I were
Yeah rollin sweet, rollin sour
Bitch I am the man at any hour
You don't realize all my motherfuckin power
Yeah, I just been drippin my body
I got the chain down to my toe
I got the game, right in a hold
Do it for fame, do it for gold
I'm in my lane, gettin my goal
I'm in your brain, takin a toll
I got the bread, no dinner roll
Don't cut the beat baby I'm on a roll
Keepin it goin I'm rappin til I can't be stayin awake it's all of my days
I love the doubtin, I'm not the type to be hatin the hate, the hatin is great
I'm the one takin the cake, ain't no rain on my parade
Flyin to Paris ain't got a beret, grabbin her hair I'm takin your bae
Bust in her hair, and on her face
Lingerie on, one with the lace
Bitch I beat the case, your bitty givin me a taste
I have it then I eat the cake, Imma step until you pay
They know it's me, the name, yeah VC run the fuckin game
I ain't been gettin no luv, I ain't here lookin to cuff
I ain't about no rings, no doves, headlines everything he does
Bitch that was me in the 3rd, I am a dog, you in a herd
Hop in a car and I'm ready to swerve, ain't no more waitin bitch it is my turn
Poppin a perky my stomach gon burn, too high to get home Imma lay on the curb
I'm gonna die before I ever learn, I leveled up I ain't what you thought I were
Poppin a perky my stomach gon burn, too high to get home Imma lay on the curb
I'm gonna die before I ever learn, I leveled up I ain't what you thought I were
Yeah Yeah
No luv
I ain't been, uh
I ain't been gettin no luv, I ain't here lookin to cuff
I ain't about no rings, no doves, headlines everything he does
Bitch that was me in the third, I am a dog, you in a herd
Hop in a car and I'm ready to swerve, ain't no more waitin bitch it is my turn
Poppin a perky my stomach gon burn, too high to get home Imma lay on the curb
I'm gonna die before I ever learn, I leveled up I ain't what you thought I were
Poppin a perky my stomach gon burn, too high to get home Imma lay on the curb
I'm gonna die before I ever learn, I leveled up I ain't what you thought I were
Yeah rollin sweet, rollin sour
Bitch I am the man at any hour
You don't realize all my motherfuckin power
Yeah, I just been drippin my body
I got the chain down to my toe
I got the game, right in a hold
Do it for fame, do it for gold
I'm in my lane, gettin my goal
I'm in your brain, takin a toll
I got the bread, no dinner roll
Don't cut the beat baby I'm on a roll
Keepin it goin I'm rappin til I can't be stayin awake it's all of my days
I love the doubtin, I'm not the type to be hatin the hate, the hatin is great
I'm the one takin the cake, ain't no rain on my parade
Flyin to Paris ain't got a beret, grabbin her hair I'm takin your bae
Bust in her hair, and on her face
Lingerie on, one with the lace
Bitch I beat the case, your bitty givin me a taste
I have it then I eat the cake, Imma step until you pay
They know it's me, the name, yeah VC run the fuckin game
I ain't been gettin no luv, I ain't here lookin to cuff
I ain't about no rings, no doves, headlines everything he does
Bitch that was me in the 3rd, I am a dog, you in a herd
Hop in a car and I'm ready to swerve, ain't no more waitin bitch it is my turn
Poppin a perky my stomach gon burn, too high to get home Imma lay on the curb
I'm gonna die before I ever learn, I leveled up I ain't what you thought I were
Poppin a perky my stomach gon burn, too high to get home Imma lay on the curb
I'm gonna die before I ever learn, I leveled up I ain't what you thought I were
Credits
Writer(s): Carter Hamilton
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