No Dancer ft. SlumpedTr3y Lyrics

Gang, gang, gang, gang

Gang, gang, gang, gang

Gang, gang, gang, gang

Gang

Let's go, let's go

Let's go, yeah (Let's go)

Ayy, coutin' this paper, coutin' this guap

Make me amazed when she give top

I up like a light, you down like flop

My beam on his head, he be lookin' lost (That shit lookin' lost)

Ayy, yeah, yeah (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

I'm not no

Yeah (No dancer)

Said I'm not no dancer, but I Milly Rock

Make me amazed when she give top

I up like a light, you down like flop

My beam on his head, he be lookin' lost

Make me amazed when she give top

Bitch talk shit, I pull out a Glock

I pull out a Glock, that bitch gettin' shot

I'm fuckin' this bitch, she givin' me top

She suckin' on dick, she suckin' on cock

I pull out the gas, this shit moonrocks

I'm coutin' this paper that shit'll be guap

Bitch in a trance, she be lookin' all lost

I'm makin' more money than more than y'all bots

If that bitch ain't bad, then you know we gotta talk

Fuckin' that bitch, I don't give 'bout mans

Fuckin' that bitch, I'm put her in a trance

Talk certain to me, shit'll get slammed

Y'all hearin' diss, y'all gonna say, "Damn"

Circle with small, that shit is a fam

Me and Trap Nav, we makin' some jams

I throw a touchdown, they callin' me cam

Found that shit, they callin' me, Sam

Sprayin' that shit, they callin' me, Pam

Shots through your alley, your gonna say, "Damn"

I roll down the windows you gonna hear a bam

Hunnid K, I'm finna buy land

Got hit in the head the cut-up, he look like some spam

Hundred round drum and it spray like a drake

Stupid-ass boy, get tossed in the lake

You stupid as fuck you really a jake

I scream, "Fuck 12", then run out the state

If I hear them diss, I make the room shake

Shawty so bad, that bitch got some cake

They say y'all friends but yall bitches fake

Yeah, y'all bitches fake

Load it up

I'm Pennywise, I'm hittin' this gas and I'm floatin'

Run to the bank, laughing and jokin'

Shit got me coughin'

Put his ass to sleep, you think he was dead

Now we put him in a coffin

It's like I'm in office

I gotta ask (How you know?) that's a ghost talkin' (Shine)

I live dangerous, I'm still walkin'

2020 vision, I'm flossin'

Caustic, I'm giving y'all a warning

I'm scorin', floor it

Shits been going on, I could write a story

Send shots, bend blocks, now we all lit

Slide, but this ain't no cha-cha

They whinin', baba

Five clips drawn, rrah-rrah

Toss 'em, it's how I know

'Thrax, facts, I'm smokin' that pack

I heard y'all niggas slidin', where y'all at?

Where y'all at?

Said y'all slidin', where y'all at?

That Glock on my hip, 'bout finna go blast

I hop in a Foreign, I'm doing the dash

I count out of racks, I'm countin' my cash

I said I got Glock, y'all run like the flash

We gon' shoot, we gone, we laugh

(Yeah, we gon' shoot, we gone, we laugh)