No Control ft. Pretty Demon Association, Nick Blanco, 03osc, 3ri.xs & Scarekrow Lyrics

You got me waiting, like last 5 minutes, tryna clock-out

Ima run it up, full circuit til' the sun's out

Golden caps, Mario, I hit the 1-up

I cracked my screen skating street, like I'm Muska

Sippin' Captain Jack, like it's "Muppet's Treasure Island"

Nightcap, gown, candlestick lit, bitch, I'm tired

Whippin' around the block, making plays like "Crazy Taxi"

She won't forget me, cause our love is everlasting

Yeah, my diamonds yellow, black, I'm like a taxi

Yeah, woah

Red up in this cup, just like a maxi

I can't trust these niggas, they gon' stab me

Yeah, woah

Ridin' with this bitch, she look like Daphne

Yeah, what

Coke up on the mirror, snortin' Whitney

Woah

I'm ridin' with my team, they posted with me

We be runnin' it up, runnin' through the city

Countin' up a whole lotta 50s

Yeah, I be stuntin' on you bitches, see me ballin'

And you know that your main shorty callin'

Ask what city I'm from, bitch I say that "I'm from Boston"

Mixing up the track, bitch you know I'm steady saucin'

We can post up, but I'm leavin' alone

Can't hear you through the voices, I can't pick up my phone

Floatin' through the night, we so high on the low

I been feelin' fine, just thought you should know

We in the cut, so you already know

Head down, got my face in the snow

Head down, got my face in the snow

That's the way it goes

Hope it don't steal my soul

Send it to the stars, PDA and you know

It's PDA you know

It's PDA you know

I get my funds, we goin' out

Can't trust them big drugs they smokin' on

These fools don't want none, they not gon' stop

Pullin' up to the function, all of us

I'm pourin' up liquids, I ain't had enough

And you talkin' down, like you really tough

I get high, you already know

I was outside, stuck in the cold

I told you once, I said it before

You get on my nerves, so I pour up a 4

Bitch, we pour up a 4, pretty demons, can't be ignored

And yeah we shoppin' out, I cop a bag and I spend it more

You is not on shit, I pull up, in my whip

And yeah, it's from 2006, and you know me, I cannot trick

You fuckers obsolete, yeah, y'all be some geeks

Yeah, I got Alex Mcqueen

Yeah, I don't fuck with weed

Yeah, you know I got my flames

Look at me I'm with the flames

Pretty demons coming through, we slay