NO MELODY

Say he a beast in the booth, how far can you be from the truth

Niggas might be from Chicago, but not what I mean by I be in the loop

Type of nigga with no license, but I'ma still show the whole hood what a beamer could do

Niggas quit being a fool, bitch it's just me and my ego and me and the coupe

Okay, mama coming back with ramen noodles, we was screaming, shouting, yelling, hallelujah

Now we chasing cheddar cheese, I ain't chopping shit up with you, we ain't chopping gouda

Shorty, love me she be study kama sutra, pass it to my buddy if he wanna do

I want all the smoke, puff, puff, puff, pass, probably shoulda went and bought a hookah, okay

Been no limit, limo window tinted, let a nigga widow, come and get it

When he spitting, all we hear is crickets, syllables is worth a couple digits