M33ch - No Noise (feat. Dervon)

Know my niggas gone shoot on a regular degular
And I know they gone hate cuz i'm runnin' them chickens up
Faded all in the booth and now Von gotta get me up
Sippin' lean out the bottle like kids with a sippy cup
Uhh
Uhh
If I ain't thuggin' with my niggas then you know that it ain't no fun
Red tips inside our blicks we won't run
Sped off in the whip we doin' donuts
If I ain't thuggin' with my niggas then you know that it ain't no fun
Red tips inside our blicks we won't run
Sped off in the whip we doin' donuts
Bro just told me drop that bitch she no good
If I can't shoot my blick know bro would
Hit the stu with Von just rolled bout four woods
Stayin' sticked up with the whip with twin ridin' though yo hood
Betta think twice before you approach me think I won't shoot I show would
Can't wife no bitch i'm cold blooded
Shawty want thirty-three gotta show for it
Know these niggas they gone hate it when I pull up in a Rolls Royce
Know these niggas they be fakin' they ain't really makin' no noise
Uhh
Shawty slid up in my DM actin' boujee what you what you stylin' for
Huh tell them niggas I go through pounds so i'm really used to a lot of smoke
Huh boa that choppa get to singing you know that bitch his a lot of notes
My niggas used to slidin' so you know we don't even know how to fold
Huh
Ain't used to have cash and now my pockets up
Huh
Can't have four PF cuz one of my rockets in em
Fresh pair of jays on and i'm still rockin' denim
Gotta pick a side cuz I don't wanna rock in the middle
Say i'm cold hearted but I still feel it's hot in the middle
So purebred you would think my house is a kennel
Want the opps so bad I was sneakin' out the house just to get em
Shoot the blick while sober boy I could be confidential
Wasn't hiding from niggas so I had to go cop a pistol
Boy we want FNs and Berettas
Blocked the bitch on the phone now she writin' me a letter
Tryna make it to the top like we goin' to a cellar
Showin' poles on the gram boy you ain't no killer
Boy I'm knowin' I'm the one that they wanna get rid of
Stop tryna be FNF girl you is not Glorilla
Know I love it when she listen to that three she bump The Villain
Pop a yerk and get activated i'm feelin' like a gremlin
I'm steady grinding with my niggas I'm just waitin' til we all just get on
If I ain't thuggin' with my niggas then you know that it ain't no fun
Red tips inside our blicks we won't run
Sped off in the whip we doin' donuts
Bro just told me drop that bitch she no good
If I can't shoot my blick know bro would
Hit the stu with Von just rolled bout four woods
Stayin' sticked up with the whip with twin ridin' though yo hood
Betta think twice before you approach me think I won't shoot I show would
Can't wife no bitch i'm cold blooded
Shawty want thirty-three gotta show for it
Know these niggas they gone hate it when I pull up in a Rolls Royce
Know these niggas they be fakin' they ain't really makin' no noise
Emg you know who we are
Little baby be fucking on von
She running her mouth cause she fucking a star
Awh
Two hundred and sixteen you know where we are
Baby you know i'm god
She running her mouth now we fuck on the floor
Uhh
Baby why we playing
You know what i'm saying
You know I ain't staying
You know I ain't playing
You took my love away
You wanted me to stay
But baby I don't play
Baby get out my face
I'm sorry baby call me when you sober
I'm waiting for you to mature and start acting older
these fall outs with my shorty on my shoulders
I don't you was gone be my little baby til we was older
If I ain't thuggin' with my niggas then you know that it ain't no fun
Red tips inside our blicks we won't run
Sped off in the whip we doin' donuts
Bro just told me drop that bitch she no good
If I can't shoot my blick know bro would
Hit the stu with Von just rolled bout four woods
Stayin' sticked up with the whip with twin ridin' though yo hood
Betta think twice before you approach me think I won't shoot I show would
Can't wife no bitch i'm cold blooded
Shawty want thirty-three gotta show for it
Know these niggas they gone hate it when I pull up in a Rolls Royce
Know these niggas they be fakin' they ain't really makin' no noise
Know my niggas gone shoot on a regular
Regular
See that they wanna plot cuz i'm runnin' them chickens up
Now that nigga look dumb he ain't know that my blick was tucked
Leave the scene now his niggas they struggle to pick em up
Shawty all on my dick cuz she know that my fit be tuff
Sippin' lean out the bottle like kids with a sippy cup
Faded all in the booth and now Von gotta get me up
Hit that bitch from the back make her stand on her tippy toes
Swear I ran outta hen now i'm sippin' on remy tho
Tryna go through my phone girl you know you could really go
They gone call me a dog but I feel ima billy goat
When they get in the booth with me then they gone really choke
I see all the chickens boa you could just gimmie those
I done fucked up with bitches that really was pretty tho
All these hoes in my phone I could come back and really ghost
Tell em that I was off cognac ain't really know
Ha ha
Aye aye aye Von
Tell these niggas they ain't really fuckin' with us tho
Ya know EMG shit
You know done really started some shit
You a goat for that
Baby why we playin'
You know what I'm saying
Baby why we playin'
You know what I'm saying

Written by:
Ametriyus Thomas, Dervon Bell

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