No Luv (feat. Big Scarr, Key Glock)

作词 : Kierra Shiday/Channing Nicole Larry/Anthony Germaine White/Radric Davis/Markeyvius Cathey/Alexander Woods

作曲 : Kierra Shiday/Channing Nicole Larry/Anthony Germaine White/Radric Davis/Markeyvius Cathey/Alexander Woods

Wop (Wop)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, ha, go

They say that I'm a clone, I'm not a human bein' (Well damn)

'Cause I can't go nowhere without my human feelings (Brr)

Got a murder on my build, it's holdin' up my denim (It's Gucci)

I'm keepin' the feds out my b!tch, you tryna put 'em in 'em (Alright)

You say you wanna square up, well, f!ck it, square up (Well damn)

Choppa knock ya head off, it turned ya bail out (Brr)

I pray my haters get corona, stop the coughin' on me (Yeah)

The last nigga ran up on me, and I coughed the homie (Damn)

I know the feds listen to me, they my competition (Damn)

Couldn't beat me fast, so they recruited snitches (Damn)

Put ya homie in the ICU, he needed stitches, yeah

Y'all actin' gangster, but deep down, y'all know y'all really b!tches (It's Gucci)

I make a snowstorm, not a flurry, whip it in a hurry (Skrrt)

They say I did it, I'm so rich, I still crank up the jewelry (Yeah)

They wanna hang me by the Raptors like Vince Carter jersey (Vince)

Everybody broke, I could have retired, early thirty (Woo)

Went through like thirty million dollars in my early thirties (Huh?)

I rep the 6 like Julius Ervin', showtime like some Birkins (Wow)

These b!tches eatin' these Percocets like they bossed in they veins (Wow)

Somebody picture 'cause he tryna be me, it's a dream (It's Gucci)

Uh, you still sell dope at the schoolhouse

Look at me now, I'm a rich f!ckin' dropout, yeah

Hands on my mouth now, pop out

Pull up on ya block, everybody get shot down, yeah

Cartier chain with the lights out

He don't want the smoke, p!ssy n!gga, better pipe down, uh

Got a main b!tch, he wanna fight now

Hit him from the back with my Glock and a nightgown

You know how they goin', got sh!t for a b!tch, I got sh!t for a ho

New foreign Coupe with the butterfly doors

Made the b!tch flat seat, hop out, we can go

They hated, I made this sh!t happen, I slip on it barely

Post at the trap with the ranch, I used to f!ck with the ranches

But now I blew up, yeah, all of my b!tches the baddest

They say I ain't no ho, I'm a real-ass pimp

Bands in my pocket, I got all them in

B!tch, I'm poppin' like greasy, my name on the list (Yeah)

Part on these hoes and my n!gga be simp (Yeah)

Pour a 4 on my sprain, now I'm leanin' (Huh)

My face, like I ran it back for no reason (Woo)

B!tches ease, I know 'em, I'm leavin' (Yeah)

Kush all in my lungs when I'm breathin' (Mmm), damn

I love a ho with a fat ass, boy, you a b!tch with a read-ass

You stalkin' my sh!t, what you mad at?

Like I just might do with ya badass

Step off in this b!tch, it's a light show (Light show)

My diamonds hit where it's no life though

I love a thick b!tch with no life, ho (Ice)

You hate me, you ruin my life though

You love when it hard whenever (Damn)

If she want a ho, then I'm little

I might stretch me a b!tch, no pretzel

All my guns come with a supressor

Thirty-two lighters all in my dresser

1017, I'ma get you to guess it

B!tch, I'm thuggin', no matter the whistle

So icy, we flockin' together

Plan it, I make me a pot, I get special delivery

Then that b!tch hop, you a bundle of misery

Get off my top and ya shawty gon' go because this year a bop

I got boo stamps 'cause he always complainin'

He don't eat enough of that p!ssy, a plan

You better be careful 'cause this sh!t is dangerous

Lay yo ass out like a muhf!ckin' string

I say "Burr," b!tch, ice cold, diamond grills all go

Quick bag also, p!ssy n!ggas all 'fore

My attitude needed a tic-tac

I pulled his weave, they swipe, they not swipin' the fox trap

Say money, all that, see me, it step for the solve

They watch how my b!tches resolved that

Lie and say, "B!tch, what you called that?"

Said shawty fall back, I can't just solve that

My energy right, I got stamina

Catch us, young n!gga, with money, they needed the camera

These n!ggas really ain't man enough, abracadabra, I see what's up

Caught that b!tch cheatin', you peepin' her

Better think twice about keepin' her b!tches got options, that n!gga been f!ckin' her (Brr)

Yeah, fly like a bird, f!ck what you heard, b!tch, I been makin' serves (Serves)

Uh-uh, big 'bout a swerve, I f!cked 'em, Forgiato on the curve (Bah)

Yeah, codeine got me slurp, I'm drinkin' too much, spilled this sh!t on my shirt (Uh)

Yeah, I ball with no jersey, young n!gga flexin', young n!gga, no splurgin' (Uh)

Lord, please have mercy, I got two b!tches with me emergin' (Yeah)

B!tch, better go join the circus, who you think I is? I ain't buyin' no Birkin

My mama is the only lady I get a purse for

Instagram b!tches, ain't nothin' but worse

So I'm ridin' in a yellow Maybach, sippin' purple

And I got two straps on me, Glock, Urkel (Bah, bah)

Yeah, what the f!ck you mean, huh? (F!ck you mean?)

B!tch, this a P-R-E, 1-0-1-7, dream team, yeah (B!tch)

B!tch, I ball like Kareem, uh (B!tch) and I'm 'bout my cream, yeah ('Bout my cream, uh)

They say money talk, but my diamonds do too and they sayin', "Bling," n!gga (So icy)

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