NO GIMMICKS Lyrics

You're better, maybe not by a lot, but a little

You're the patron saint of the totally fucked

You're completely toxic. There's nothing you can't kill

You're the fucking violator

See, I'm a G to the R and D to get a few grand

Supplying the man the way that I'm supplied

They claim that I'm the man, plus the jams

If my fam ain't the shit, then who is

Legal money, this the new biz

Tighten up, loose ends, getting my buzz

Can't lose end, cause there's no way we can lose in the end

Making any move, I'm in

While you and your crew lose and pretend

We raising stakes

Califorms

Praise my state

Went up the battle form

Platinum platforms

Y'all just torn it in a row

Platforms

Front row at the show, cause I know they got

Platforms

Spitting nams cause the gingivitis done a disease in

Platforms

Man, my degree, more knowledge, thousand pack dorms

I know I'm the best

I rep respect

Bet to the weck

Lock bets to the checks

Sign language for the deaf

Ride niggas that met with their quads

Kept my shit deep

You gotta see depths

I gotta delete each threat

You never see the beat

You need steps

I take at the mountaintop

Astounding props

Got me counting guap on clothing lines

Fuck with my outfit

Cops

We in the clouds getting lost

So blend this sauce

Once you befriend the boss

We toss the cost

The strippers

Run all they cloths off

Penthouses in the toss loft

I smoke ill with eggs and get it, man

We running with no legs

Lieutenant Dan

Salaries increasing hourly

Use a minute, man

Can't begin to understand the business plan

Get the picture, fam

No Instagram

With them Instagrams

So I just paid expensive grams

Different scams

Man, flipping on cam

We gymnasts and close friends with chemists

Skip gimmicks

This the shit that fake niggas mimic

Talking about they got more bows than Riddick

This they critics

It's crickets

How I spit it

Return the cinder if they don't get it

I know I said it

Close to sickest

I'ma stick with bowling

Cricket

I meant it

Y'all want to be fresh as the mitt gets

I'm investing increments to get a mitt

Now I'm innocent

But my innocence will have us innocent

On a sicker ship

From my temperament

Dependent upon where my temper went

I'm talented

Ten percent

Renaissance

Uplift your conscience

Spiritual gift

And the cock is global

Church boards

White pieces

Glad that they caught us

Had to promise some things

To get my second queen

Everything

My first wedding ring

Steady team

Bangin'

Makin'

Chevy's lean

Heavy greens

Deli beans

I'm ahead of they schemes

For the bread and cream

A dead and dreaded regime

So they fled the scene

Cause we'll forever sting

Like a zillion leaven streams

Of magma

Battlestar Galactica

You won't be able to drop me

With some roger that could zap you

That'll be the end of your chapter

They gon' be asking

They gon' be asking

They gon' be asking

They gon' be asking

They gon' be asking

They gon' be asking

They gon' be asking

Girl like

Man what happened to Cuss

Listen

I started a league

Events and all

Artists for free

Battles to see

Who the hardest would feast

Bars who the smartest would tease

I'm the champ

I guess it's my ass fault

That I'm just part of the streets

Off my arts

I'mma eat

While y'all just park under trees

Play my part with the leaves

While you try to power up

I'm already a altered beast

Y'all know what I offer the peeps

To get my dogs off the leash

The beat

Dog walk

Y'all just leash

The beat

The beat

Dog walk

Y'all just leash

Dog walk

Y'all just leash

My shit's raw

Like with dope smugglers

Ex-Greek

I just cheat

What you hope they pay you next week

Niggas be saying the worst shit on the best beats

While y'all hungry

We just eat

Best believe

We going for seconds and thirds

From measuring herbs

To paddling birds

Collecting from my men

Expressing with words

Bored to death with these herbs

Are they just gon' forever serve

How they either hustle or struggling

Every verb

This is tenses

My rhymes is like

Romana

You're wearing the fan

And it's disastrous

My rhymes is like

Romana

You're wearing the fan

And it's disastrous

Exactly what you never heard

Y'all just be lying

But my prayer to lands a better herd

Let's get it straight

We ahead of the curve

Down to the earth like a curve

Get me perturbed

We gon' skin you with a potato peeler

Just to get on your nerves

We can serve the latest flirts

Maids and waiters

Caterers reserved

With maids as we've merged

Many favors be served

Gotta be greater

Cause we serve dope from our hearts

And them souls

Mores than some art

We just eat

Best believe

My shit's raw

Like with dope smugglers

Ex-Greek

but I take a part of the gold

Had it in the start of my gold

Now I swear

I'm controlled sum of gold

L-O-S-I-A-N-O

Y'all know

I know nigga

Yeah