No Hook Lyrics

Glock make him Ollie

When we finally catch a opp

I swear it feel

Just like we won the lottery

I'm servin Holly

First I get it wet

Then work it with my hands

And cook it like its pottery

Nothing inside of me

My heart is vacant

Like the place I hid the work

I'm not on salary

I'm making celery

If you want you beef

We cannot work it out

I'll burn you like a calorie

Ass in my gallery

You wanna hit

It cost you bout 150

That's if you want Valerie

Trap out the alleyway

I don't play Mortal Kombat

But I really seen a few Fatalities

That's my reality

Bodies on poles just like strippers

I pop it, he dance like a ballerine

You work at DollarTree

I get the pack on the float from the coast

Make it jump like a wallaby

My dope is quality

I set the prices so low it'll go

These ain't wholesale commodities

I got a policy

I never talk on the phone

Feds recording my voice

And they follow me

Dogshit economy

I left the streets

But they still got my number

And they steady callin me

She give it all to me

So now I mean what I promise

I'm being the man that I ought to be

I'm bout to fly out to Cali and pack

A quarter M of loud

Inside a Honda Odyssey

Chain cost a property

All of these diamonds in my watch

I check the time, cant read it properly

My life monopoly

Got so much paper in my pocket

Lookin my quads are brolic

But I pushed like 500 pounds

Before I started benching or squatting

Cut bulk like I bodybuild

Pull up in Bonnevilles

AR-15 make em fall down like dominoes

You work at Domino's

I make a lotta dough

We both flip pies and take orders

I even deliver

I'll charge you though

Run it up, cardio

Run up, go adios

Pump base, no audio

Smoke on the patio

Serve out the lobby

I trap for a living

I rap as a hobby

You want it, look up

Because that's where you'll find me

I'm high and strung out like a kite

But if you are a plug, I'm a socket

Now I'm rocking bands

Not performing at Bonnaroo

But I got booked

I had work in my pocket

I treat the trap just like Korean barbecue

I'll take the dog and I'll cook it and chop it

I treat the trap just like I went to barber school

The way I cut and I shave for a profit

I treat an opp in the way that an artist do

Canvass the neighborhood

Paint em, we got em

I treat an opp in the way that an author do

I turn the page and I change what the plot is

Try to be honest and sometimes it's harder to

You gotta stand on on your word

Ain't no option

Why even comment if you ain't a part of it

I cannot stand when they fanboy and gossip

Delete my ex like its Photoshop

Ask her if she got the picture

Yea, I had to crop her

I think my ex is a soda pop

Had a taste, I think she flat

I left her with her top off

I let her sleep at my crib

Made her sit there while I had my steak

I'll feed a bitch a hotdog

I'm bout to eat one more pill

Then roll up while she suck on my dick

Until we both get lockjaw