#NoGimmickzz Lyrics

This how it feel when you turn to a boss

Bitch, I live like a boss

Bitch, I walk like a boss

Bitch, I talk like a boss

Designer bags on the floor

these racks gon take your hoe

These niggas talking so tuff on the net, In real life got nothing to show

In real life we know that they broke

These bullets got pressure they choking on smoke

My bitch too rich to shop at the mall, so she a lil vetements hoe

I really just got off the phone with big bro, All the racks we made, Ain't nobody know

Niggas gon talk like they on our level that shit so funny they ain't close

They know lihhbrady don been that nigga, Yeah lihhbrady got Money

I took your main bitch right on a date, i told her hold these hunnids

Can't believe that nigga switched up went fed, We putting bank on his head

Send my shooter outside your momma house, My nigga really don't care

Heavy artillery , ain't playing fair

I told my designer to go kill a bear

We was down bad, and you wasn't there

We jumped to the top, fucking taking the stairs

Brand New F.N and it got Grip

Bitch, the choppa got grip

I got blue hunnids all in my pocket lil bitch, but I'm not a crip

S/o to big slime for showing the way, now im a young nigga that's paid

Yves Saint Laurent on my muhfucking body, im rocking that shit everyday