No Hook v1.0 Lyrics

I got no time to waste

Take this shit straight to the face

Got some hoes going crazy but cant none of em stay

Dont worry bout it unless I aint getting paid

Cuz I might be gone by tomorrow

Dont let them know what I'm on

Raw cone packed up the strong

Kush and alcohol my mfn cologne

I been riding in this drop let the smoke go out the roof

Im still in this city yea they still know what it do

Even tho I drop shit and it still aint coming thru

I call Noski up and ask em what the fuck we finna do

We jump in go mode

Right now I'm slow mo

Bet you didnt know bro

Cookin' on the low low

Stayed outside when it cold

Nike Swoosh my winter coat

Cuzzo come thru with the load

Post in the Pontiac and smoke

He like my bro thats on my soul

You play him we aint the door

I sayin' lets get crackin' but we down to go to war

You was chillen at the mall

We was posted at the sto'

Now we smokin' on ya rent and dry cleaners fit my clothes

We just do shit kinda different but we workin' for one goal

Get as much cash as you can, pay out ya mamma, stay afloat

2 for 5

3 for 10

Homies I'm tryna meet some ends

Turn this Mazda to a Benz

I aint tryna make new friends

Cuz then I gotta split these M's

And I aint tryna split a cent

I seen homies get fucked over and I can't be one of them

I dont got no time for seeing old friends

Dont even know they names and I dont know them

Got the city on my back and they go wherever I go

30 thousand ft up I aint tryna fly low

Smoking this exotic yall still smoking on that hydro

Stop sending me shit music taking space in my iPhone

Bag came

Break it out

Toast it make sure that its loud

Yall just cop 8th but ya first order was a half a ounce

I take a pound, smoke so many blunts that I start passing out

Lets hash it out

Start to get aggressive bring the gats about