B.R.A.$.$. And HyDro - No Wordz

You already know the muh'fuckin deal, It's H Y D R O
Out here SPLASHIN' DRIPPIN' AND RELAXIN'
With my boy B.R.A.$.$. (SWERVE)
We out here on they Neckathins
And we breakin' everything, gettin' them Checkathins (DRIP)

HyDro and King T.R.U on the beat, so I guess that makes me the Mad Prince
My ballin' way above average
Got a habit of making niggas past tense
On the grind for a mil bitch we STAY hungry
You thirsty for bitches you soooo lonely
Nigga I thought you was solid, turned around and then you told on ya own homie

You was salty but ran when they came for brodie
Plexi ass muthafucka, break easily
Beat his ass at the party, you moved slowly
That's a word on Big B, you're a Twitter fiend
You a hoe on my drip and that's big for me
Fuck that gang and your mission, them bitty beats
I got TRUs in Carolinas, that's plenty feets
Run the sack up and enjoy some titty treats

NIGGA PLEASE
My dawgs is eating, no Pedigree
Only gas is what I'm smoking, no petty trees

Blowing gas to the face
If you want it, it's ten a G

Flavors... drippin'
I'ma drown the neighbors

Whooo niggas glowing like sabers

(Whoo) Keep it pimpin' gettin' paper
Big Sauce

Boss Hoss big raises

NO FACE NO CASE
No Wordz, man these niggas skurd NO FACE NO CASE
No Wordz, nigga shout to them Birds
NO FACE NO CASE
No Wordz, nigga fuck what you heard
NO FACE NO CASE
Let it rip... DRIP(OoWee)
NO FACE NO CASE
No Wordz, man these niggas skurd NO FACE NO CASE
No Wordz, nigga shout to them Birds
NO FACE NO CASE
No Wordz, nigga fuck what you heard
NO FACE NO CASE
Let it rip
DRIIIP

Platinum cookies got me high as kite seeees
I'm jiggin' with drip, eatin' Chinese

Don't even skate, she wanna see how the pipe be
I kickflip on the beat like I'm Nightspeeds

Turn this up in the whip goin' ninetyyyy
My life's movies, girls screamin' like Mr. Leee

Like look at meee I'm so fresh, so clean
All this gold 'round my neck like I'm Mr. T

The struggle really bringin' madness
Was born to get baggage
A God among average
Back in school, I was good with the books
Jungle boy run with animals, savage
So it's leopard a shoe and some mink on my neck and a blunt in my ear
I smell beautiful
And it's velvet, on my durag
Boujie selfish, I ain't usual

Flippin', stackin', pimpin', drippin' sauce
Rip it, splash, remix it, I'ma boss
F U Like John Cena, take the loss
Five knuckle shuffle 'cross his jaw
In reality, it was time to knock him off
Do the race, I'm hotter than exhausts
If you let me and B.R.A.$.$. in the booth, we killin' shit

Fuck that, let me keep goin'
Nah we endin' it

No Face, No Case, No Wordz, Nuthin' you never heard
Mr. No muthafuckin' name, bitch you know the game
Nigga don't speak on my shit
Kuz you might have to sleep with that shit
Oowee, and that's on Sauce
SUUUUUU

Written by:
Nicholas Jeffers, Davares Jeffers

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find