No Hook Lyrics

Aye, yeah, aye, man

Lemme just talk my shit bro

Ya already know I'm finna snap on this joint bro this beat too fire, man

Let's go

It's lit, yeah

Don't come in my section, lil boy, you gonna get sprayed down

You know we don't play around

Fuckin' with the gang now

I done got so used to people leaving it's ok now

And I don't wanna get too attached because I'll let you down

Got it out the mud, you ain't think that I could do it (Nah)

You was down there hatin', I was workin' on my music

And my work ethic is epic so you know it's no excuses (Yuh)

I live a fast life so I don't think, yeah I just do it

You know that I'm lit, I been countin' up my pesos

Don't care bout a bitch, I be focused on my payroll

That's the way I am, you don't like it, you could leave

If he want the smoke, imma put that boy to sleep

Yeah, hol' up

Lemme get some water real quick

Pull up in the Benz truck

Got a hundred bands tucked

Had to get my bands up

All by myself

Yeah I'm fifteen doin big things like it's nothin'

Funny how they switched up, now my music they be bumpin'

You what the f*ck I'm doin

I'm making this fire music

No, I can't be shot Cupid

Because I learned love is stupid

Yeah, love is stupid

Imma empty out this full clip

Got this semi-automatic

Trust me, please don't make me use it

Feelin' like I'm Blueface but I do not do no crippin' (No crippin')

Mop the floor and hide the wet sign just the catch 'em slippin' (Catch 'em slippin')

Nah I ain't a thug but I can shoot like Scottie Pippin, (Scottie Pippin)

I can never put my mind to all these haters dissin' (Haters dissin')

He say he want smoke, he gon get smoked, I'm on a mission (On a mission)

All these hoes mad cuz this paper I be gettin' (I be gettin')

Why you haters trippin'

B*tch look at me drippin' (Drippin')

Made my own decisions, and it payed off, no expenses

Man this 808 hittin' (808)

That's a great feeling (Great feelin')

Fingernails dirty cuz I still be grave diggin' (Grave diggin')

I ain't had no help, I put myself in this position (This position)

I been spittin' on this track and you know I'm not finished

Boy don't play with them, we don't fuck with oppositions

All these numbers in my back account, but I'm no mathematician (Mathematician)

Lookin' at my wrist, it's bouta take away your vision

I done spazzed on this shit, you know I killed the competition

Ooh, yeah, aye bring that shit back

Yeah, aye bring that shit back, yeah yeah

Man you already know I spazzed bro, it's lit, yeah