No Chill

Hey, some niggas right there? (Right there? Gang!)

Pull over, man

Hey, that one had me fucked up

Get you girl and get your funds up

You on that opp shit

Pull over on the court, pull over at the court

Let me out, let me out, let me out (hey)

We don't got no chill

We do drills out of automobiles

Bitch, take off them heels

Let me feel to see if it's real

I love popping pills

'Cause I like the way it make me feel

Nigga, better not squeal

If you tell, boy, your ass get killed

If that bitch suck my dick

Now I like smell like belvedere

We be in the clubs and the mall

Boy, you're never there

You wanna show your ass

Chopper knock you out your underwear

And don't get hurt (bitch)

Me and my niggas on dirt

Put a nigga under there

AK gon' squirt

Nigga, these bullets gon' hurt

Fill the trap house with that work

Dope fiends calling my chirp

Trap slow down, but it always pick up on the first

This nigga tried to run because he didn't have his gun

He lived, coulda died

Man, that shit'd have been worse

But I better not see you no more

'Cause I ain't gon' miss no more

You gon' be in that hearse

Ask God like, "Why me?"

Let a nigga try me

Get stuck to the IV

Kid, pass me the ball, I'ma shoot like Kyrie

Beat the block up like Ali

I was in the house in the winter with no heat

Sleeping on the floor in the cold with no sheets

Sitting on your ass, like you ain't got no feet

Bitch sucked my dick, like she ain't got no teeth

She wet the bed up, gotta go and get new sheets

Only one me in the bed with two freaks

Gotta work hard 'cause the shit don't come sweet

They ain't outside, niggas hide, we gon' seek

I love my driver 'cause he a rider

Do a drive-by, shots fired at the limo

Big .45 up this bitch

It got a lot of kick, but it still didn't miss

Tra-Tra-Trap at the bando, l don't know famo

Why I fill his ass with a whole lot of ammo

Hit a nigga block with Glocks then shoot it up

When we come back, see a whole lot of candles

Try to stick me but they know I got handles

See new haters, I feel like Mano

You could leave the state but you still on my list though

We can meet up, nigga, what you wanna diss for?

Suck a nigga dick, bitch, what you wanna kiss for?

Fall in the mall then ball like disco

Wanna fuck with us? At your own risk, though

Nigga act tough, I know he a bitch though

Drive the car real fast, that's what it's made for

Nigga, I don't lease shit, all this shit paid for

I don't gotta clean up, that's what the maid for

Wanna act brave? That's what the K for

Simon says, all these hoes do what I say so

Get a brick then break it down like a Lego

Get dope playin' with the dope like clay doh

Fuck a hoe, bad bitch show 'em how to rainbow

You ain't know me, fuck boy, you a lamo

Fuck up my chips, don't fuck with my Pringles

Bank rolls full of hunnid, throw no single

Nigga, know my name ring bells, no jingle

We don't got no chill

We do drills out of automobiles

Bitch, take off them heels

Let me feel to see if it's real

I love popping pills

'Cause I like the way it make me feel

Nigga, better not squeal

If you tell, boy, your ass get killed

If that bitch suck my dick

Now I like smell like belvedere

We be in the clubs and the mall

Boy, you're never there

You wanna show your ass

Chopper knock you out your underwear

And don't get hurt

'Cause me and my niggas on dirt

We'll put a nigga under there

I'm reminiscent, I'm on a mission

Dosed off in the kitchen, I fell asleep whippin'

You might fall on your face if you be trippin'

Don't get caught in your tracks, your blood drippin'

You get caught in that act, yeah, you was slippin'

Threw the bitch a few ones 'cause she was strippin'

White with the white, yeah, we be flippin'

Bitch, I'm gone

I-I-I just hit a home run

You want a war, but you ain't got your own guns

Sneak diss me, fuck with the wrong one

Mama told me, "Son, don't fear no one"

Clip full of hollows, you can hold one

You rap about guns, nigga, better tote one

Police let me go, told 'em I don't know nothin'

Rap about dope but you never sold none

Teddy want a .38, it's a throwaway

Kick a bitch out, I know she a throwaway

T-T-Take off that makeup, we don't need no foreplay

Run that bullshit while we joke, hit 'em, no say

Selling packs out the car, wait in the hallway

You don't listen, you gon' find out the hard way

Hit a nigga block, come out the wrong way

Better shut up, nigga, you don't want gunplay

Drunk in love, your fiancée like Beyoncé

Homicide on anyone tryna harm me

'Fore I hit the streets, my mama warn me

A lot of niggas snitches, they be informing

Give your bitch my mic, now she performing

Don't make me up the hoe and then get to blowin' it

I be strapped like a dyke if you got a knife

You gon' lose your life, won't see the morning

We don't got no chill

We do drills out of automobiles

Bitch, take off them heels

Let me feel to see if it's real

I love popping pills

'Cause I like the way it make me feel

Nigga, better not squeal

If you tell, boy, your ass get killed

If that bitch suck my dick

Now I like smell like belvedere

We be in the clubs and the mall

Boy, you're never there

You wanna show your ass

Chopper knock you out your underwear

And don't get hurt (bitch)

'Cause me and my niggas on dirt (where I see 'em)

We gon' put a nigga under there

Gang

Skrt, skrt