No lord, no lord No lord DNT This that no lord shit God damn, god damn, man Hard times by myself and it made me solder Looking in the mirror I was staring down a Vulture Thoughts up in my brain, got so much weight on my shoulders Never change on my gang always been the culture Looking up even when I was down, asking for help no one was around Stand on two feet, ten toes on the ground When I rap man they lovin' my sound Puffing on strong it's like the reaper Loud in The jawn it's breaking my speakers Nigga wit me on me just like a streaker Flexing on niggas in Gucci sneakers Conversation with my ex she said she miss me, damn Kinda funny cuz the bitch used to diss me, damn Now she crying on my phone in her feelings, damn “Choppa do you want me back?” Lil hoe you tripping now Yeah, lil bitch you tripping now, lil bitch you tripping now
Hold up I'm finna come so fucking hard bruh Hot nigga like a slave in a sauna, yeah Kick the thot out my house like a pawner, yeah Dripping everywhere I go like I'm gunna, yeah Bird man the chick I always been a stunner, yeah Flexing hard man they want me to stop it Heart cold and it's freezing my body Blue boys He came from the tropics Goat flow Like I'm spinning narcotics Hole lotta guap in my pockets, try to take it and you know Imma pop it Goons with me and they like to get violet Stepping for real we moving in silence, we moving in silence Yeah YeahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
