NO ESCAPE (feat. e Ruu)

Told him not to mess with us
Where he now he in a box
Shootin back I got aimbot
He ain't escape I got him locked
In the corner got him boxed
Out the scene ain't get shot
Pull up yeah you gettin rocked

Cock back the glock
You gettin rocked
Benz logo on my wheel
Yeah this gettin real
Don't crack under pressure, I got nerves of steel
Hunnid fifty K for the fit must be on sale
Feds coming feds coming they on my trail
Tax fraud, tax evasion yeah I just post bail
Gotta shut my mouth yeah I ain't tellin tales
Imma call Saul he gonna get me outta jail
White collar crimes I got so much money
Started doin this cuz I thought it was funny
Yeah now I'm doin this there ain't no stoppin
Yes I got money so stop pocket watchin
She only like henny I'll take her to Bennys
If she want some money I give I got plenty
How many side hoes how many like twenty
I'm fuckin yo bitch and now she callin me daddy
She turn me up, turning me she get wavy but she get a lil crazy
Think you drank enough, poppin a pill like I'm brazy
I'm getting my money I'm not getting lazy
Your girl fell in love and now she call me baby
It's gettin annoying I seeing her daily
Makin her wet like she in the Navy
Fuckin from the back, now she be behaving
Countin all my racks, the money I'm craving
Don't say all of that cap, there won't be saving
For you, no voodoo saving you, we pullin up to Nobu
We eating up till we full, haven't you heard of the news
Eruu the plug comin through, He bring the bud and the booze
He bring the bud and the booze, He bring the bud and the booze
He bring the bud and the booze, He bring the butter butter
Peanut butter inside, know it makes you jelly
You can get a ride, if you pull up to the telly

Told him not to mess with us
Where he now he in a box
Shootin back I got aimbot
He ain't escape I got him locked
In the corner got him boxed
Out the scene ain't get shot
Pull up yeah you gettin rocked



Credits
Writer(s): Isaac Guedes
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