No Face No Case (feat. Larry Jay)

Lost a few friends and some enemies

Got some in the pen and they full of ink

They gossiping again, I know how niggas think

When I'm hopping out the Benz like a Cadillac

I might get a lil' 'noid when I'm driving by the boys

But everybody got a choice

Boy, you know you gotta have poise

I'm the boy and the pockets on royce

Bitch, I be ducking police out in public, discreet

You fucking with me, can't be fucking for free

Don't fuck up my sheets, bitch, it cover my feet

Bitch, don't throw shade on me, ho, I'm something to see

And my teeth full of winter, my drink getting chiller

My heat a nine milla, wood grip with no splinter

You think you that nigga, it get deep, it get realer

You sleep on gorillas, no cap we could peel ya

I was woopin' the coupe, finna recoup on the woop

When I looked in my rearview, Johnny was on the loose

Had stripes on me too, I'm thinkin' what I'ma do

Should I hop out and shoot or take them on a pursuit?

Ain't no face, ain't no case

No DA's, wasted away, hold on

(You know you done fucked up right?)

Call my lawyer

(Look, all they wanna know is where the guns and where the drugs at man?)

I got nothin' for ya

(Come on, they call you "Juice", we know you know where the guns at)

Call my lawyer

(We know it's one of the red rag wearin' motherfuckers)

I got nothin' for ya

(You got a lovely family back at home, man, just help us help you out, come on)

I ain't got nothing for you flat-footed Johnnies

I can't hop out running 'cause my pants was on tightly

Thought about bussin' cause this handheld excite me

And pigs kill clear as day, do that shit knightly

I'm irie, tripping on shit but a flight seat

Mind be all up in the mix like a nine-piece

Sirens, louder than the bitch right behind me

My crimey showed me how to fish like a Pisces

This might be the perfect time to use my fundamentals

I think I'm militant because my grandpa was a general

License, registration, still they treat me like a criminal

Want me step out, so I hop out, lock my keys up in the middle

Shit real, need a search warrant just to see how it feels

Calling my lawyer before I'm calling my girl

I ain't got shit for your dog to come smell

I ain't taking no L's, I ain't worried 'bout bail

Ain't no face, ain't no case

No DA's, wasted away, hold on

(You're making it very difficult for us RJ, come on, stop fuckin' around)

Call my lawyer

(The fuck you mean, call your lawyer? We're gonna call him in a minute, let us know what the fuck you know)

I got nothin' for ya

(Stop fucking around man, we know you know where the fuckers at)

Call my lawyer

(You ain't gon' give us nothin' huh, that's how you wanna fuckin' play it?)

I got nothin' for ya

(Fuck it, lets drop his ass off at 118th and Avalon CT got somethin' for that ass, hahahaha)