No Pt - Caution Tape

It's No PT to you know Eli my alias
I pop a perc Im slow dancing with aliens
I get them racks if they dirty we bathing em
Say you can't a trust hoe and you the main one saving em
New crib out of state so broke niggas can't reach me
I ain't give her a thing now the bitch think I'm greedy
Imma hit her in a hour then dip shit easy
Not the type to go spin if I see you I'm squeezing
Told her stack up my money she responding with how high
Put some blood on his tee it ain't white now it's Tye-Dye
I can't stress this enough my new whip out a sci-fi
New bitch hit me up say she miss me hoe not I
Boy you a hoe and your bitch one too
Fuck these niggas we could never be cool
Money gone stick to a nigga like glue
We ain't finna fight got glock in the Stu
Did a hit now I got 4 stars like Stu
My loubs straight red like they bang piru
Everything they say bout me prolly true
I got all this gold on nigga look like a Jew
He was running his mouth now he can't even chew
Got them cannons on me like I'm stuck on a cruise
Red dot on his head boy you best not move
Left town for a week now I act brand new
On his block paramedics outline him with tape
Put some shots in belly tryna see what he eat
Touching money my shooters can slide in a wraith
At yo door boy it ain't no time to escape
Tony hawk pt just been grinding like skates
Nah Eli don't play no games ea
Need 20 for the show which one gone pay
Two hoes one me both hoes got slayed
It's No PT to you know Eli my alias
I pop a perc Im slow dancing with aliens
I get them racks if they dirty we bathing em
Say you can't a trust hoe and you the main one saving em
New crib out of state so broke niggas can't reach me
I ain't give her a thing now the bitch think I'm greedy
Imma hit her in a hour then dip shit easy
Not the type to go spin if I see you I'm squeezing
Nigga who fell off it nothing to shake back
My shooters sticked up long dreads and face tats
In the crib knocked out I done threw me an eight back
Mom seen I was flexing she like boy how you make that
We upping the score it's a blow out
Making money at home it's cold out
Don't promote but I bet it's still sold out
Nigga still independent it's a hold out
She broke my heart it was hard just to eat some
Why my phone always ringing when you need some
I tell every girl I love em it don't mean none
If you get locked up tell em I ain't see none
All this ice on my body boy I prolly freeze shit
She hit my phone last night on some freak shit
Ruler on me niggas thinking I teach shit
Wallet thick like the Bible I preach shit
Got this shit on my own I don't need help
In the scat doing tricks with no seat belt
Did her dirty I wonder how she felt
Made a millie I wonder how meek felt
Off a xanny I'm staring I'm focused
Grip my dick like a stick and control it
Remind me of a flute when she blow it
Only time I love her when her legs open
It's No PT to you know Eli my alias
I pop a perc Im slow dancing with aliens
I get them racks if they dirty we bathing em
Say you can't trust a hoe and you the main one saving em
New crib out of state so broke niggas can't reach me
I ain't give her a thing now the bitch think I'm greedy
Imma hit her in a hour then dip shit easy
Not the type to go spin if I see you I'm squeezing

Written by:
Elijah Collins

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