Mr. C Ta Tha Lo - No Fukx (feat. hSa Young Cass & hSa Kangol Slim)

We back niggas, CTG
Y'all already know what the fuckin' time is
Them boys from the state comin' through
Time to handcuff your bitches for sure

Too late for that, we got em
Brrraaap, spraaap, let's go

Y'all know who the fuck it is, yeah
Had to bring the squad, we gettin' fuckin' lit yeah
Had to take some time so we can fuckin' live yeah
Money on our mind, we got no fucks to give yeah
Yeah, y'all know who the fuck it is, yeah
Had to bring the squad, we gettin' fuckin' lit yeah
Had to take some time so we can fuckin' live yeah
Money on our mind, we got no fucks to given yeah

Had to do this one for C'lo and for all my people
Just touched down this ain't fucking Puerto Rico
But they got the baddies and they asses not poquito
So they asked for Cass on the track cuz it's a cheat code
I know this chick a freak hoe, she only drink hornitos
She must've seen the money while I'm logging into T. Rowe
Now she tryna lock a nigga down like she my P.O
We was in the club vibin now she want to G-O
Y'all Shaq at the free throw, yo chick can't even deepthroat
Now you have to stop and think, how the fuck does he know
How I pull yo chick and my Spanish words on zero
Why she want my dick and she thought she can free load
That bitch cant get a frito
Shout to my niggaz during the years that lost a migo
Now these rappers snitchin on themselves they catchin Ricos
Have to watch they back so they looking out the peephole
And these y'all fucking heroes
my proper name is thee G.O.A.T

Y'all know who the fuck it is, yeah
Had to bring the squad, we gettin' fuckin' lit yeah
Had to take some time so we can fuckin' live yeah
Money on our mind, we got no fucks to give yeah
Y'all know who the fuck it is, yeah
Had to bring the squad, we gettin' fuckin' lit yeah
Had to take some time so we can fuckin' live yeah
Money on our mind, we got no fucks to give yeah

Touched down with the broski so you know we finna flex
At the club getting rowdy bout to run a couple checks
Got the hall pass, so the bitches on deck
Colombiana chicas so you know they at our necks

Overseas Mechanic hoes call me Arthur Bishop
Pop the clutch shifting gears on the hardest bitches
Pause
Motorsport with mi a Migos we just need a Minaj
Drop the tranny blow the engine bet these bitches can't drive

But they know how to ride got em two at a time
And I'm beating up the trunk like two Alpines

Bass line, face time, keep their eyes at waistline
Transform and roll out like Optimus Prime

Y'all know who the fuck it is, yeah
Had to bring the squad, we gettin' fuckin' lit yeah
Had to take some time so we can fuckin' live yeah
Money on our mind, we got no fucks to give yeah
Y'all know who the fuck it is, yeah
Had to bring the squad, we gettin' fuckin' lit yeah
Had to take some time so we can fuckin' live yeah
Money on our mind, we got no fucks to give yeah

Written by:
Ant Smith, Jose Smith, Pierre Firm

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