No Points

Niggas be bitches they never gon blow
I catch an opp shoot him till I reload
Fuck it I might shoot him through the peephole
Bugging me bitch what you calling me for
Smoking this zaa in the scat yeah we gone
If it ain't about no money don't pick up the phone
As a jit was fucking bitches that's grown
He in dirt like a poster that's selling a home

Know a nigga on lit shit, my wrist be flooding like tik tik
Don't got to have clout need a rich bitch
Chains on a nigga like Slick Rick
Wherever we at get your whip flipped
Bitch ride on the dick like a Ripstick
Throw that ass bitch I don't want nip slips
Different colors like Pringles got big chips
Every day my wrist be hitting
I be getting all this money I ain't walk up into Lennons
You ain't talking bout a bag don't be pouring out your feelings
You ain't never heard a nigga that'll shoot you through the ceiling
Drop to the floor and the holes where your blood gone be spilling
Posted with my gat in the club with my villains
You can get smacked with the pole is you with it?
And we really take your soul that's how it go in the trenches
G-Wagon Big Body Benz how we sliding
Better pop out it ain't no points for hiding
Can't be with the gang if you not homiciding
Slime my way up I ain't talking bout Biden
Dumping this Glock fuck you talking about fighting
But I still got sticks hit a nigga like Ryan
You want the gas all this shit on the high end
I'm still gone be shining TK is my hype man