NoStoppinJay - No Hook (feat. Albeezy)

Stay with my stick
So I hope a fuck nigga don't try me
I'm a take out his eye like itachi
He tryna post up he gone die
I ain't doing karate
Hell nah I ain't doing no boxing
I'm sippin' on drank man I swear this shit toxic
Finna blow like a tank and takeoff like a rocket
Come get you a bow for the low
If you ain't got the dough
Then don't text me if you is not shoppin'
When I post a snippet they tell me to drop it
I stay with them switches you can't do no robbin'
I keep dropping heat back to back
Jay got me on a track imma run It ain't doing Nostoppin'
I'm flipping these packs cause I'm lovin' the profit
Throwin' bows like i'm Dak told em fuck a deposit
You cannot jack imma catch me a hat
You runoff then and I bet that a bag get dropped then
Take off his head get cropped
Got my wrist in the pot
Run it up bitch I got me a knot
If it's smoke tell em send me the drop
Spin the block on a opp
Ain't no FaceTime put him in a box
I get to the chicken no pox
Nigga play and get rocked
Bump stock put a nigga on Fox
I been having' paper you not
Get the lo from a thot
If she try me I bet she get shot
You niggas be cappin' and fakin'
We see em in public we know that lil boy ain't the man
Yo pockets hurting but hating on me
What the fuck is you doin' I don't understand
Put a red dot on a nigga white tee
Have em up in the sky like a flag in japan
And I'm with Icy P bitch we been bringing heat
We used to buss plays out that 4 door sedan
If the nigga want fades grab the clippers we clippin' em
Niggas be smoking on Khristopher Middleton
My shooters disciplined
Beezy gone creep where you lack
Now we know that his family missin' em
Six feet away from these niggas I stay masked up
Bitch you know that I'm muhfucking sick of em
Bitch I'm having my way
If you ain't gettin' paid
And it ain't bout the dollars you know i'm dismissing em
One thing for certain bitch two things for show
Me and lil beezy gone be on the road
Niggas gone say they been walking shit down
But we been chasing racks and we upping the score
Nigga I want some more
Niggas be smelling they self
One shot we gone take off his nose
Finna ball like the pros
Bitch all of my diamonds on froze
My brother keep telling me
Go go go
Uh
Had to cut niggas off
They was mad cause I ran up the digits
The same niggas that wanna be me
They can't even see me they pockets is small like a midget
Gone see me all on the Tv they got me on repeat
They say that I ball like a Piston
Step on a fuck nigga face now my shoes is all bloody
Like I got them bitches from Christian
And nigga stay in your lane if you ain't getting pape
Then you can't even sit at the table
Jim he been geeking all night pour a deuce in his sprite
Hell nah I ain't talking bout maple
Fuck yo deal
Nostoppin the label
Fuck a headlock got this shit by the ankle
We the main reason these fuck niggas been outta breath
Cause we hopped on the beat and we strangle
Hit the club make it rain
The dub on my hip need a cane
These bitches on me like a stain
Nigga stay in yo lane
You niggas can't rock with the gang
Like a bell we gone let this bitch rang
Put yo ho on a blade
She wanted to leave but she stayed
How she work for me but I'm paid
The solid remain
A nigga ain't gotta explain
Me and beezy we been off the chain
Nostoppin Nostoppin
Aye I got the racks in my pocket
Aye Bitch I'm finna blast off like a
Like a muhfucking rocket

Written by:
Albert B, Jalen H

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