letra de no hook, pt. 2 - midwxst
ay, jump in that b-tch we thrashin’
speed in the coupe b-tch we might crash it
i remember sleepin’ on that mattress
now i’m gettin’ money that sh-t a good habit
we huntin’ that boy like a rabbit
now i’m comin’ in crazy i’m wreakin’ the havoc
if that sh-t is nice then you know i’m gon’ grab it
and that b-tch turn her back seen her weave then i grabbed it
i poured some sh-t off and i saw some sh-t inside the winter i pulled that b-tch off like to blow
like a mo’ f-ckin’ nerd i can’t even calculate how much money i got, got the dough
i walk in the club and everybody know my name, boy you not gettin’ in at thе door
unloadin’ the magazines we gon’ hit that lil’ boy in his body watch him on thе floor
walk in the function and my name is somethin’ that everybody gotta know
if a n-gga wanna run up on me we gon’ have to let that f-cker go
i got some white b-tches in my dm’s had to cut ’em off don’t f-ck with the snow
know n-ggas gon’ plot on me so i gotta watch my back, stayin’ on my toes
if a n-gga wan’ run up then he finna die
gonna put that lil’ boy in a pack in the sky
that lil’ boy a potato he finna get fried
hit his house i don’t care if that momma gon’ die
like a bird outta bullets yeah they finna fly
no n-ggas are better than me they gon’ try
don’t f-ck with the rules, i always defy
you said i’m not hard well that sh-t is a lie
i got a lil’ bag i’m like f-ck, can’t f-ck with these n-ggas like i’m uncle ruckus
know it’s on me but just know i’m gon’ tuck it
we’re gonna make that lil’ boy kick the bucket
i made 10k what the f-ck is a budget
balling on n-ggas like i’m on the nuggets
don’t wanna talk to them i won’t discuss it
i told my parents i’m sorry for cussin’ not playin’ lil’ n-gga
if you run up on me you finna get got, we gon’ run in that spot with a mo’ f-ckin’ glock
he think he a hero we’ll turn that lil’ boy into a martyr the way that he finna get shot
the glock in my hand that sh-t got extendo magazines and that sh-t came with a red dot
n-ggas wan’ see me fall they don’t wan’ see me rise up but they know i’ma go to the top
i really mean when i say it
i come on these beats and i don’t come to play
i feel like i’m tay-k might do the race
i was rolling this blunt take this sh-t to the face
that boy think he hard but that boy a disgrace
let me go get the fire then i spray it like mace
every song a homerun i’ma head to the plate
keep that draco on me i’m not talkin’ bout drake
b-tch ten racks on my body put that sh-t in a safe
keep my name in my mouth ’cause i love all the hate, b-tch
they on the run but that boy need some tape
i never sleep b-tch i’m stayin’ up late
i’m livin’ good know my crib got a gate
still the same n-gga, no i cannot change
b-tch!
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