TopicWott - No Girls Allowed (feat. Blakewavery, The Man, Matthew Unger, BLANK, Tannin Nelson)
Nothing like the homies, man (Yuh)
All of us getting together (Aye)
Just messing around you know
Spitting some bars (Yuh)
Aye
Why the homies acting so weird lately
One met a girl her name was Hayley
Now we don't see 'em we need Saline (Aye)
I'mma pass the mic right to Blakey
We climbing to the top of this silo
Monster in hand, we gonna shot gun this (Hello)
Meet the boys, we starting off right
We makin' crude jokes but we follow in Christ
I know, I know, we're hypocritical
That's the way things go when we're left in control
Hey now, don't get too frightened
When you meet the man Dylan you finna get enlightened
It's the enlightenment yo, showing my AK's fo' sho'
She playin' you like guitars, homie can see from a'far
Baby are you a terrorist cuz you a Ji-hotti
I'm growing out my beard just like Bin-Ladi
I might just Doordash into your hood
I'm out here delivering the goods
The girl you ridin' with is really wack
My boys out here always have my back
Why the homies acting so weird lately (Aye)
One met a girl her name was Hayley
Now we don't see 'em we need Saline (Aye)
I'mma pass the mic right to Matty
Hanging out with my boy
While he drinks his La Croix
Been around Illinois
Making all these girls annoyed
My butt is destroyed
B-Dubs was enjoyed
Drove 88 like Lloyd
Please don't hit my groin
Don't judge me based on my past
Dated a girl and it crashed
Got some homies that wouldn't last
Everybody calls me an outcast
Walking up town and I'm very sus'
Seeing all these girls out with their butts
I'm Christian so I ain't tryna lust
Stole my boys money so he's starting to fuss
This is a song about the homies
You wanna change the topic
Don't 'cha know me
Girls are last, boys come first
I'm spitting fire like Bellion in this next verse (With the homies)
Hitting maxes, and actin' like we was jacked
We stacked it, we lookin wack
Cuz you laugin' at our enactment of platts
Me and Matthew said that you'd never give us the chances
To prove that we holding stances
But we ain't makin' advances
Why the homies acting so weird lately
One met a girl her name was Hayley
Now we don't see 'em we need Saline (Aye)
I'mma pass the mic right to Tanny
Can we talk about the homies
I don't these women know us
Got some beef that I can't discuss
All these dudes I cannot trust
Why don't we talk about you
And all the things you put me through
But this song isn't about you (It's about my boys)
My mom texted me and said
I'm going to be grounded
At a funeral lying in bed
When I get home I'mma be dead
Rest in peace Tannin
Sorry boys I wish I was livin'
He got grounded when we were recording
Without him this song would be boring
Why the homies acting so weird lately
One met a girl her name was Hayley
Now we don't see 'em we need Saline (Aye)
Glad for the boy 'cuz he met his queen
I don't really feel the pressure that I felt so long ago
Like has been really good since the day I met my bro
I know for a fact that he'd never switch sides for a h
Hate to stop this soon but I really gotta go
Had to make a song with the OG's
Since 2018 been the Broskies
Young Stunna's like Robert Downey (Junior)
Aye
No girls no girls
No girls no girls
These women
Written by:
B. Avery, D. Elder, E. Brokken, J. Robbins, J. Witte, M. Unger, T. Nelson
Publisher:
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