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letra de no hook - sahnnymontana

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aye naw, this the warmup right here though
i ain’t gonna hold you
check me out hold up hold up

yea, yea
i might have to go no hook on this joint, aight bruh watch watch

yea
i’m tryna ice out the face
bad b-tch she come from la
i get the head but won’t save
p-ssy n-ggas in the way
b-tch n-gga move, i’m tryna get the cake

just wanna 2 seater, i’ll do the dash, do the race
n-ggas behind me, i’m up’n my pace
i been coolin’ and cruisin’, i’m in my own lane
i’m finna put u on game

n-ggas keep thinking i’m playin’
pole in my hand like la flame
long nose like gin0bli
or 2 4s like kobe
stay 10 toes can’t n0body hoе me

if you thinking it’s sweet n-gga, what is you smokin’?
n-ggas tried to play me but ain’t think that i notice
don’t run up crazy, ‘cause my brovah be totin’
run ya mouth then you might end up folded

she asked me if i’m goin broke i had to mute the b-tch
brain amazing, she just on some stupid sh-t
swervin’ lanes, i be really movin’ sh-t
n-ggas lame, play with me i’m shootin’ quick

bring ya hoe round you might lose the b-tch
i been on lucid sh-t
that b-tch always on some cupid sh-t
young n-gga too legit
gucci glitters 700, gotta pay for views of this

b-tch call my line, she want d-ck it got her feignin’
promethazine and codeine in my double cup, dreamin’
face a jay, pop a perc, control my breathin‘
shots to his stomach, leave a n-gga leanin’

but back to the basics
you want a bag, n-gga chase it
bank account look like the matrix
just want the blue, b-tch i’m racist
got the feds mad they can never find no traces

my n-ggas tote steel
they keep the clips foreal
beat up the pac, jahlil
ran up a bag and i ain’t even sign a deal

sahnny singletary, b-tch i run for the bills
i can’t go broke ‘cause i know how it feel
know some n-ggas that just slime for the feel
shooters shooting for them bricks like shaquille

im the sh-t b-tch i prolly told ya
ain’t gon say sh-t if iont know ya
hi tech red and the sprite my soda

n-ggas fake and they steady posin
i need ice so my time frozen
in the game feel like i was chosen

ain’t no talkin, i’d rather show ya
off the drugs, b-tch i’m never sober
shoot his knee, derrick rose him

kickdoor i’m 10 toes
pack touchdown already sold
can’t go broke never fold

came for money and better days
just want hunnids you keep the change
i ain’t here to be cool

used to fantasize icy chains
just to freeze up all the pain
you can’t play me like a fool

go out cali to past time
n-gga run up that choppa flyin’
b-tch i stay with my tool

never snitchin’, no droppin’ dimes
n-ggas singin’ like ginuwine
stayin 10 toes the rule

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