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letra de no name - slim dinero

[intro]
oh, woah
oh
oh, oh, oh

[chorus]
no name n-ggas, no name women
no way they really keep hating
day one n-ggas, same old women
they was with it before all of these franklins
now the check got bigger, new tracks spinning
feel like i really need a new stainless (stainless)
mama hate when i’m sinning
sh-t get real, it’s a ticket on your head when you famous (famous)
[verse 1]
it’s a slime on ya team, he get wiped down
could be ya day, better pray you don’t wipe out
this that music turn a broke boy to cash cow
off the wok’, moving woozy, n-gga, man down
man down, man down
brodie got pots and the pans out (pans out)
trust thе process and plan now (plan now)
just give ’em saucе now and then, just remind ’em you the man now (man now)
can’t see the hate, don’t give a d-mn now
always move just like a boss, i ain’t really into handouts
free all the dogs out the doghouse (real)
i can tell just what you on bad vibes, he got locked out
and no i ain’t a dropout
uhh, uhh, i’m the man now
uhh, uhh, yeah, i do this for the fans now
ima monster, on the band route
and girl i really woulda blessed you but ya hand out
uh, yeah
i know my ball can’t drop
i could put it in your court, you couldn’t crawl on top
let’s give it all i got ’cause tomorrow isn’t promised
this is all my saucing

[chorus]
no name n-ggas, no name women
no way they really keep hating
day one n-ggas, same old women
they was with it before all of these franklins
now the check got bigger, new tracks spinning
feel like i really need a new stainless
mama hate when i’m sinning
sh-t get real, it’s a ticket on your head when you famous
[verse 2: tizzy stackz]
got no name but they love to talk
i don’t know bout these n-ggas at all
i done stack it up, run to the guap
i can’t see the hate through these cartier [?]
lil’ mama, she freaky, no name she gon’ f-ck it up
heard he broke and he mad told em’ “run it up”
i just get to the racks till the sun is up
lil hating ass n-gga better know that my gun is tucked
yeah, he tryna be gang he ain’t one of us
how he young and he rich in a bentley truck
if he tried all his opps then he’s out of luck
these hoes want me lil girl i’m good, fall back
i don’t love these hoes, love racks
your diamond’s still gon’ bring it back
seen my first 10 bands off crack, but i seen 100 off rap
if you ask me, ain’t going back
i never had it like that
and all these n-ggas running lap, lil n-gga get off my back

- slim dinero

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