No Stylist
I float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Smokin' on gas, I'm rollin' up G's
Nerdy bitch, she got her brain on the D
I fuck her good then I put her on fleek
I don't do sucka shit, that's a disease
She suck the dick & won't throw me a fee
Might throw me a charge, the way it get beat
I play it so smart don't think that it's sweet
I don't talk much so I'm keepin' it brief
Foreign bitch floorin' a muthafuckin' Jeep
My nigga pourin' the muthafuckin' lean
I'm goin' crazy, I'm poppin' these beans
If it's about cheddar, you know I'm a fiend
Rockstar the drip, got some zips on my jeans
Trendy young nigga, got Vans on me
Some like a drum, some bands on me
Need me a pop bitch ASAP
I get the dome, blow her face out
Astronautical bitch I get spaced out
I might roll on her, won't leave a trace out
And She know it's up when her face down
She fuck with me, wanna stay 'round
And I don't play no games, I don't play 'round
Get some gwalla Lil bitch I can't lay 'round
& I'm a dog like a greyhound
Plus, I only give fuck about the safe count
Can't be stuck with me, bitch I don't date now
See I'm hot as the summer, you came 'round
Got a foreign lil bitch, finna take down
Yeah, she only stay from the waist down
On this mission, I go to get paid now
Only see blue & green in the shades now
Run up my bands like elevator
I'm up in my bag, I see you later
Know she had to respect it, I kept it playa
I'm a chemist, she turned it up in the lair
That bitch freaky as fuck, I could never save her
My time it cost, Audemar or Jacob
If they sleepin' on me, they gone have to wake up
Face my demons, one reason I gotta pray up
I float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Smokin' on gas, I'm rollin' up G's
Nerdy bitch, she got her brain on the D
I fuck her good then I put her on fleek
I don't do sucka shit, that's a disease
She suck the dick & won't throw me a fee
Might throw me a charge, the way it get beat
I play it so smart don't think that it's sweet
I don't talk much so I'm keepin' it brief
Foreign bitch floorin' a muthafuckin' Jeep
My nigga pourin' the muthafuckin' lean
I'm goin' crazy, I'm poppin' these beans
If it's about cheddar, you know I'm a fiend
Rockstar the drip, got some zips on my jeans
Trendy young nigga, got Vans on me
Some like a drum, some bands on me
I dress myself I'm like "fuck a stylist"
I'm so rare bitch I feel like I'm on an island
Run it up, gotta see all the money pilin'
Remember my forces busted was really childish
When I'm speakin' it's golden so keep the silence
Young nigga dressin', a Thousand Island
I get the lettuce but keep the salad
Know you hate it; how could you just really doubt me?
I float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Smokin' on gas, I'm rollin' up G's
Nerdy bitch, she got her brain on the D
I fuck her good then I put her on fleek
I don't do sucka shit, that's a disease
She suck the dick & won't throw me a fee
Might throw me a charge, the way it get beat
I play it so smart don't think that it's sweet
Smokin' on gas, I'm rollin' up G's
Nerdy bitch, she got her brain on the D
I fuck her good then I put her on fleek
I don't do sucka shit, that's a disease
She suck the dick & won't throw me a fee
Might throw me a charge, the way it get beat
I play it so smart don't think that it's sweet
I don't talk much so I'm keepin' it brief
Foreign bitch floorin' a muthafuckin' Jeep
My nigga pourin' the muthafuckin' lean
I'm goin' crazy, I'm poppin' these beans
If it's about cheddar, you know I'm a fiend
Rockstar the drip, got some zips on my jeans
Trendy young nigga, got Vans on me
Some like a drum, some bands on me
Need me a pop bitch ASAP
I get the dome, blow her face out
Astronautical bitch I get spaced out
I might roll on her, won't leave a trace out
And She know it's up when her face down
She fuck with me, wanna stay 'round
And I don't play no games, I don't play 'round
Get some gwalla Lil bitch I can't lay 'round
& I'm a dog like a greyhound
Plus, I only give fuck about the safe count
Can't be stuck with me, bitch I don't date now
See I'm hot as the summer, you came 'round
Got a foreign lil bitch, finna take down
Yeah, she only stay from the waist down
On this mission, I go to get paid now
Only see blue & green in the shades now
Run up my bands like elevator
I'm up in my bag, I see you later
Know she had to respect it, I kept it playa
I'm a chemist, she turned it up in the lair
That bitch freaky as fuck, I could never save her
My time it cost, Audemar or Jacob
If they sleepin' on me, they gone have to wake up
Face my demons, one reason I gotta pray up
I float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Smokin' on gas, I'm rollin' up G's
Nerdy bitch, she got her brain on the D
I fuck her good then I put her on fleek
I don't do sucka shit, that's a disease
She suck the dick & won't throw me a fee
Might throw me a charge, the way it get beat
I play it so smart don't think that it's sweet
I don't talk much so I'm keepin' it brief
Foreign bitch floorin' a muthafuckin' Jeep
My nigga pourin' the muthafuckin' lean
I'm goin' crazy, I'm poppin' these beans
If it's about cheddar, you know I'm a fiend
Rockstar the drip, got some zips on my jeans
Trendy young nigga, got Vans on me
Some like a drum, some bands on me
I dress myself I'm like "fuck a stylist"
I'm so rare bitch I feel like I'm on an island
Run it up, gotta see all the money pilin'
Remember my forces busted was really childish
When I'm speakin' it's golden so keep the silence
Young nigga dressin', a Thousand Island
I get the lettuce but keep the salad
Know you hate it; how could you just really doubt me?
I float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Smokin' on gas, I'm rollin' up G's
Nerdy bitch, she got her brain on the D
I fuck her good then I put her on fleek
I don't do sucka shit, that's a disease
She suck the dick & won't throw me a fee
Might throw me a charge, the way it get beat
I play it so smart don't think that it's sweet
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Writer(s): Bally Money
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