No Mileage
I can't trust nobody (nobody)
What's understood, you ain't gotta talk about it ('bout it)
Big boss, I ain't flexin', I ain't even do a motherfuckin' push-up
You my brother, cannot trust ya (trust ya)
Fuck the money, we can fall out about it ('bout it)
Bought a Rolls-Royce truck and it sit in the yard
That bitch don't got no mileage
I told the label, I ain't got no stylist (no stylist)
My bankroll can't fit in my pockets (racks)
Why the fuck you got a Dior wallet? (Woo)
Why the fuck you can't trust nobody?
They probably mad 'cause I'm feelin' like Pusha (Pusha)
Call me Master P, nigga, I got the hook-up
She was bad-bad, you was slippin', I took it
I'm a pro in the game, you a motherfuckin' rookie
All alone
Been feelin' like I'm all alone
On my bank account, they'll give you the blues
Came in the game, I been breakin' the rules
What's understood ain't gotta be explained (explained)
You can look and tell I spent a grip on my chain (Rich)
I can't trust nobody (nobody)
What's understood, you ain't gotta talk about it ('bout it)
Big boss, I ain't flexin', I ain't even do a motherfuckin' push-up
You my brother, cannot trust ya (trust ya)
Fuck the money, we can fall out about it ('bout it)
Bought a Rolls-Royce truck and it sit in the yard
That bitch don't got no mileage
And when I hit her from the back, she holler (holler)
When I first got the money, I was wildin' (wildin')
Gotta make sure my mama keep smilin' (smilin')
Gotta make sure my whole team solid (woo)
Get her dressed and then I take her to the island (island)
I been workin' so hard, money pilin' (pilin')
Gotta watch my back 'cause I don't trust nobody (nobody)
Why these rap niggas act like bitches? (Bitches)
Sit back, then I count my riches (my riches)
And lately, I been feelin' like I'm all alone
I don't need nobody (nobody)
I got my cup to lean on
I can't trust nobody (nobody)
What's understood, you ain't gotta talk about it ('bout it)
Big boss, I ain't flexin', I ain't even do a motherfuckin' push-up
You my brother, cannot trust ya (trust ya)
Fuck the money, we can fall out about it ('bout it)
Bought a Rolls-Royce truck and it sit in the yard
That bitch don't got no mileage
What's understood, you ain't gotta talk about it ('bout it)
Big boss, I ain't flexin', I ain't even do a motherfuckin' push-up
You my brother, cannot trust ya (trust ya)
Fuck the money, we can fall out about it ('bout it)
Bought a Rolls-Royce truck and it sit in the yard
That bitch don't got no mileage
I told the label, I ain't got no stylist (no stylist)
My bankroll can't fit in my pockets (racks)
Why the fuck you got a Dior wallet? (Woo)
Why the fuck you can't trust nobody?
They probably mad 'cause I'm feelin' like Pusha (Pusha)
Call me Master P, nigga, I got the hook-up
She was bad-bad, you was slippin', I took it
I'm a pro in the game, you a motherfuckin' rookie
All alone
Been feelin' like I'm all alone
On my bank account, they'll give you the blues
Came in the game, I been breakin' the rules
What's understood ain't gotta be explained (explained)
You can look and tell I spent a grip on my chain (Rich)
I can't trust nobody (nobody)
What's understood, you ain't gotta talk about it ('bout it)
Big boss, I ain't flexin', I ain't even do a motherfuckin' push-up
You my brother, cannot trust ya (trust ya)
Fuck the money, we can fall out about it ('bout it)
Bought a Rolls-Royce truck and it sit in the yard
That bitch don't got no mileage
And when I hit her from the back, she holler (holler)
When I first got the money, I was wildin' (wildin')
Gotta make sure my mama keep smilin' (smilin')
Gotta make sure my whole team solid (woo)
Get her dressed and then I take her to the island (island)
I been workin' so hard, money pilin' (pilin')
Gotta watch my back 'cause I don't trust nobody (nobody)
Why these rap niggas act like bitches? (Bitches)
Sit back, then I count my riches (my riches)
And lately, I been feelin' like I'm all alone
I don't need nobody (nobody)
I got my cup to lean on
I can't trust nobody (nobody)
What's understood, you ain't gotta talk about it ('bout it)
Big boss, I ain't flexin', I ain't even do a motherfuckin' push-up
You my brother, cannot trust ya (trust ya)
Fuck the money, we can fall out about it ('bout it)
Bought a Rolls-Royce truck and it sit in the yard
That bitch don't got no mileage
Credits
Writer(s): Dimitri Roger
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Rich Forever 5
- Life’s a Gamble
- Life's A Gamble
- Gimme A Second 2 (feat. Ty Dolla $ign & Peso Pluma) - Single
- Gimme A Second / Band Man
- Big Pimpin' (feat. Luh Tyler) - Single
- Big Pimpin' (feat. Luh Tyler)
- Never Change - Single
- Yeh Yeh (feat. Rema, Ayra Starr & KDDO) - Single
- Do You Love Me? (feat. Lil Tjay) - Single
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