letra de no hook - lil double 0
[intro: lil double 0]
ayy
ayy
what i say (no cap)
it ain’t no cap in my rap (on god)
it ain’t no cap in my trap, ayy nah for real
aye ty (4k)
just keep everything, i’m finna go in, f-ck it (no cap)
[verse 1: lil double 0]
we hop out with poles and we wipe his nose and we did that sh-t on they block
ain’t no love for these hoes cause they f-ck in the city, they f-ck with you then f-ck the opps
i’m really a demon my daddy a monster he nut in my momma and came out a don
i’m on the block posted up with my gun, if you want the smoke pull up and blow a bomb
i fell in love with the muf-ckin’ drum that 7.62 hit yo’ ass now you done (get em gone)
hunnid or better we shoot at whoever, i f-ck with somе steppers they somе real devils
pour me a four now i’m leaning wherever, i might have a wreck in the muf-ckin tesla
remember that b-tch man i had a night to remember she suck on that d-ck like no other i miss her
snap on the beat like you snap on a picture i wanna get rich and go f-ck kylie jenner (gotta run up my racks)
i got the drac’ in the muf-ckin’ sprinter, see y’all said took her, cause this b-tch here a rental
you not a shooter, you turned to a sprinter when we pulled up on you like i gotta get you
and i got the glock in the clip, finna hit you, i f-ck that lil’ b-tch from the back like i miss you
slide with lil shiesty you know how we rockin if you diss the block pull up and we poppin
drac’ in the backpack my glock in my pocket the clip looking long plugged in like a socket
i’m balling hard, i play for the rockets if you want smoke bet your body be droppin
i f-cked that lil b-tch she from raleigh i drive the b-tch car like a masi’
in my pita maserati
700 we them steppers we pull up and shoot at whoever, i hop out the muf-ckin tesla
hop out the muf-ckin rover, young n-gga never be sober
i got the stick, glock, came with a d-ck, if you want the smoke get hit
young n-gga ridin, slidin, promoting the violence, young n-gga stay with the sh-t
we got the glocks the mops the choppas and sh-t we pull on your block and sh-t
we see a opp then we get to pop his sh-t delete him and drop his sh-t
jj my young n-gga he love to drop some sh-t he pull with mops and sh-t
and i’m on the block selling all these rocks and sh-t b-tch i’m getting guap lil b-tch
[verse 2: lil shiesty]
bad b-tch from the opps, i think her name lele
i’m on the block with the glock spraying sh-t like a [?]
dropped outta school selling dope through the city them 7.62’s gon’ bust through your kidney
my n-ggas slide and book for no reason
i up the scope caught the opp left him limpin’ put the lean on the [?]
uh, we got them guns, el chapo pack, them straps in the attic if you think im lackin, up with the glock now his [?]
we smoking russians, we see the opps and we dump out in public
i ran it up and that’s end of discussion you know lil shiesty be steamin’ and bustin’
38 special i shot it in public ran off on the plug with a pound of some musty
[verse 3: lil double 0]
ayy, block sh-t
n-gga want smoke then we pop sh-t
f-ck 12, i dip from the cop quick
ain’t no love for these hoes cause they suck d-ck
if i see too much i’m quick to buck sh-t
ain’t no love in my heart i don’t trust sh-t
double 0 but you can get bust quick
if you dissin we pull up and bust sh-t, ayy
i f-ck with them slimes like weezy my young n-ggas really some demons, they shoot for no reason
i’m in the h-llcat racing the muf-ckin demon bad b-tch in the car on my [?]
don’t make me mad, like freddy i’m coming you sleepin shoot you in your face now your b-tch ass leakin
you say you want smoke then we slide every season, my young n-ggas tweaking they really some demons
shiesty my muf-ckin shooter if you want the smoke we’ll hop out the cut and we do ya
said f-ck school then f-cked on my tutor then bust out the rollie and went seen the jeweler
i gotta f-ck on that b-tch and she trulla she suck on that d-ck in the back of the uber
my young n-gga slime he really will do ya he hop out the cut with that muf-ckin cooler
[outro: lil shiesty]
fly like a eagle, dropped out of school now i’m servin my teacher
she wanna f-ck wanna suck like a t–ther
walk in the party, then show her my nina
f-cked on the b-tch, i think [?]
we was in the hotbox we smoking dead opps we seen a headshot that choppa hit him
it made his head drop we seen a headshot we seen a headshot, no cap
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