No Pt - No Love

Take him out the picture crop it
I'm him even if you was tagged your not it
Ain't nothing like harden I can't leave the rocket
I'm thugging like gunna they know that I got it
I ain't gay how a Nigga gone take me out?
Squeeze the chop till it click tryna break the mouse
I ain't cuffing the bitch just gone take her mouth
I been facing the wood got me cotton mouth
Rolling Off them drugs I turn evil
Five percent on the whip some like Stevie can't see you
I been told you That I want you I don't need you
Gravediggers we put yo man six feet beneath you
Stand up on the pedal I might get ticket
Can't go back n forth with ya hoe this ain't tennis
Nigga try we leave red on his head like he Dennis
I'm tryna get all in her mouth like a dentist
Say my whole life has changed
Like how much you spent on the chain
Whip came from Italy hoe came from Spain
Lying to the bitch I tell her anything like your that special one
I'm lying like bitch is you dumb
Just want her for the night she gone chew me like gum
Step team catch pt walking round with a drum
Cause my whole life has changed
Niggas do anything for some fame
2k on these sneakers I ain't with the games
No open windows you can't see the pain
Cause your that special one
Try something stupid your done
She don't love me she just love my funds
And I don't love her I just love my gun
Exotic weed fuck a cart
She my valentines I plan on breaking her heart
Cause after February you gotta March
I'm way to high can't feel my face
I feel asleep star gazing in the wraith
Can't pass no test my kidney full of drank
And my lungs full of dank up that bitch at his face ain't got time to debate
I had to run up them M's like let's pick up the pace
Lotta these niggas broke they really dead weight
Put the beam on his lip like how the led taste
Stick on my waist let it click on ya face
Busting the script same time getting paid
I'm cool with the doctors I'm snatching her waist
I know she don't love me she look back in say
Say my whole life has changed
Like how much you spent on the chain
Whip came from Italy hoe came from Spain
Lying to the bitch I tell her anything like your that special one
I'm lying like bitch is you dumb
Just want her for the night she gone chew me like gum
Step team catch pt walking round with a drum
Cause my whole life has changed
Niggas do anything for some fame
2k on these sneakers I ain't with the games
No open windows you can't see the pain
Cause your that special one
Try something stupid your done
She don't love me she just love my funds
And I don't love her I just love my gun

Written by:
Elijah Collins

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