NO HOOK Lyrics

Damn damn damn

Aye, it's Duchess again

Ah ah ah ah

Bitch

Aye (Ok ok)

Aye, aye

Bitch, I got it I stay with it and I'm solid

Tired, I don't get no sleep

I'm in the passenger seat and I'm noddin

Catch a opp

Yeah, I spot him

Bitch, I copped it and I popped it (Boom-boom)

Off the head

Ain't no plottin

Got the cash, yeah we coppin

Out of town, yeah I'm shoppin

Hottest shyt, yeah I'm droppin

Fuck a cop, make him drop

On his knees and give me top

I'm gettin guap

Make it hot

Where you can't come on your block

Give you a chance, don't fuck it up

Make one call, gang pull up

Call the shots

When I sit, you stand up

When I talk, don't interrupt

Game is free, lil bitch you know what's up

I keep it out, I don't tuck

Pick it up and bitches duck

I'm in the truck, I'm pulling up

I got some plays to conduct

I ain't nice

I'm pretty rough

Don't act up and don't get tough

Cause once I get going, bitch

I can't get enough

Talk too much, I call your bluff

I'm a boss, I act up

You can't drink what's in my cup

This the sauce, you get lost

I got skittles and the beans

Can't do fronts, shit ain't free

Get like me, get like me

Roll my tree up in a leaf

I got a girl, we the team

Yeah, she cute, but that bitch mean

I know her so well, I read her like a magazine

My dude is record clean, he buy new poles for me

Pocket rocket, baby 9, yeah, on me constantly

I got an old school mother fucker

He a dope fiend basically

He like white, he like green and all that in between

But I keep him on the team

He a cash makin machine

He know all stings posted down on Shawnee

Got a cougar, she love guns

She love shootin the Ruger

She stay checkin on me

Cause in her house all my green

I drop off every week, good kush, tangerine

When it's time, she bring my cash

It's all there, guaranteed (Cha-ching)

I got my motha fuckin hitta's, they'll cause a fucking scene

But they can't be seen, they already know that's not the routine

Got Italian Dream Queen, yeah lil bitch, that's me

You can't leave me, you addicted

Like smoking nicotine

He thinkin he on, bitch

I sold his ass a dream

He tried to hit my phone (Bitch)

I left his ass on seen

If it ain't about the money, bitch, it ain't about me

I won't pick up my phone if it's less than a teen

I ran in with a mask, bitch, Happy Halloween

I took his treats, bags of candy straight from Tennessee

I keep them poles on handy

They loaded next to me

I fire this bitch up faster 'en lightin kerosene

Don't play with me lil bitch

My clip longer than your weave

But I don't hate, I just throw back whatever you threw at me

I don't need a fucking hook, my words don't repeat

Yeah, it's Duchess bitch

I do this shit naturally, ahh

I don't need no hook, bitch

Bitch

Damn damn damn

Mmm mmm mmm

Bitch

Who the fuck bought Swishers?

Bitch (Ahhh)

Damn damn damn (Heyy)

Don't worry, I'll be back

Bitch