J LAURENT - NO HOOK (feat. GBB MANKY)

I'm not really with allat chit chat
If we catch one of them boys bet we pushing they shit back
Bitch these real glocks we do not play with toys
I been moving weight I think I got a 6 pack
You need ta stop talking that shit like you out in these streets
Boy you know you not really with that
Watch that car comming through if that mf speed up
I know that manky gone flip that
Ain't shit that can stop me from counting that mfkn guwala
You already know ima get that
I think that he hating I'm winning he not
You can tell in his face that lul nigga he big mad
Boa them kappas official they stepping on shit one call
And they comming to get you
.40 cal and that bitch go boww
And I got a 4 nick bet not let that bitch hit you
My lul nigga already earned his stripes unhuh he got him a whistle
Niggas just tough onna net when we see them in person they don't be on shit
Can fuck with these bitches they might set the pic
If I step in the party you know who I'm with
And this bitch bussing we got this bitch lit
Like a mfkn candle
Lul t he can't leave the house without his hammer
The Draco make beats like that bitch David banner
Thick lul bitch she must be from Atlanta
My bro punching shit he ain't even a scammer
We walk down we tryna face him
He can't run hallos gone chase him
Hit from the back
Then I make her all turn around nut everywhere ima give her a facial
Yeah I'm sorry baby I just want you for 1 night fucked up
I don't want no relations
Niggas get a lul bread don't know how to act tho
Come through the front don't need no backdoor
Fucking yo bitch and I hit from the back doe
Ass get to clapping like a mf switch
I was tought to get money nigga like Mitch
You coulda stayed solid you told like a bitch
Main goal when I came in this shit to get Rich
But most of these niggas be cappin
I'm sitting back counting guwap while laughing
Talk out his top get turned to a caption
Me and jay took a break for a lul min
Well now we back up on y'all asses
If I catch a opp guaranteed that I'm facing him
Hell nah Ian giving no passes
He tried to run ain't blow his gun
That shit fucked up now his ass in a casket
3.5 it go in a wood I'm facing this bitch Ian even gone pass it
Boa stop woilfing you ain't sliding
Where the opps them boas be hiding
Boa don't tweak with one of my members if get real fucking violent
I can't wait to ice my wrist out presidential perfect timing
I'm on my way up straight to the top that's where I'm climbing

Written by:
Juwaun Deloach, TAMARION Pendleton

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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