No Promo
Grew up it was cold cold
Remember dodging photos
Now I pull up like I got it
Balenci' on me head to toe
Steady dodging old hoes
Still pouring up new fours
Feel like the trending topic
Make her pop it
Call her pogo
Hit the scene on my dolo
I don't need no promo
Mixing up narcotics
Ain't no sleeping
I'm on no doze
He don't really want no smoke
Hit 'em both it's a BOGO
Mixing up narcotics
Ain't no sleeping
I'm on no doze
But still smile in all my photos
FN on my hip
So I can pop out on my solo
Purple what I sip
It's in my piss
I know that's loco
Damn near crash the whip
It'd be the fifth
Yeah that's the low low
Sit behind them tints
Stars in my roof
Sorry for my ways
I'm just a product of my youth
Speaking my truth
I'm living proof
I was broke til I hit that switch
Got on my shit
You could do it too
Mad cause I hit his bitch
And left a dent
Yeah that's a rude move
Please get off my dick
I'm getting too lit
Got shit to prove
Sorry I'm in this mood
See a couple screws loose
But you talk that talk
When you walk that walk
You ain't never really been in my shoes
Grew up it was cold cold
Remember dodging photos
Now I pull up like I got it
Balenci' on me head to toe
Steady dodging old hoes
Still pouring up new fours
Feel like the trending topic
Make her pop it
Call her pogo
Hit the scene on my dolo
I don't need no promo
Mixing up narcotics
Ain't no sleeping
I'm on no doze
He don't really want no smoke
Hit 'em both it's a BOGO
Mixing up narcotics
Ain't no sleeping
I'm on no doze
Remember dodging photos
Now I pull up like I got it
Balenci' on me head to toe
Steady dodging old hoes
Still pouring up new fours
Feel like the trending topic
Make her pop it
Call her pogo
Hit the scene on my dolo
I don't need no promo
Mixing up narcotics
Ain't no sleeping
I'm on no doze
He don't really want no smoke
Hit 'em both it's a BOGO
Mixing up narcotics
Ain't no sleeping
I'm on no doze
But still smile in all my photos
FN on my hip
So I can pop out on my solo
Purple what I sip
It's in my piss
I know that's loco
Damn near crash the whip
It'd be the fifth
Yeah that's the low low
Sit behind them tints
Stars in my roof
Sorry for my ways
I'm just a product of my youth
Speaking my truth
I'm living proof
I was broke til I hit that switch
Got on my shit
You could do it too
Mad cause I hit his bitch
And left a dent
Yeah that's a rude move
Please get off my dick
I'm getting too lit
Got shit to prove
Sorry I'm in this mood
See a couple screws loose
But you talk that talk
When you walk that walk
You ain't never really been in my shoes
Grew up it was cold cold
Remember dodging photos
Now I pull up like I got it
Balenci' on me head to toe
Steady dodging old hoes
Still pouring up new fours
Feel like the trending topic
Make her pop it
Call her pogo
Hit the scene on my dolo
I don't need no promo
Mixing up narcotics
Ain't no sleeping
I'm on no doze
He don't really want no smoke
Hit 'em both it's a BOGO
Mixing up narcotics
Ain't no sleeping
I'm on no doze
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Writer(s): Marcus Harrell
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