No Tint Lyrics

Ok, ok, Ready for anything standing on ten

Got me a dime and I pass to my friend

Load up the check in my bank to go spend

That bitch got no tint it's 100%

Don't wanna fuck in my whip it depends

She thinks that I love her but I just pretend

Back in the murda bitch I'm finna bend

Ba- Back in the murda bitch I'm feeling groovy

We not the same 'cus you not rocking ksubi

Fuck Jayda Wayda bitch I prefer Ruby

Break in my car imma reach for the toolie

That bitch try to call me I said I'm on duty

I'm chasing paper don't care 'bout your booty

Uh, yea bitch I'm walking on Louis

Feel like an actor my life is a movie, gang gang

Diamonds they hang feel like Johnny Dang

Hop in a four-door I'm switching my lane

Count up the blues I aint ask for the fame

I'm off the wine I been sippin' in Spain

Bad lul bitch call me papi I'm sippin' champagne

Was feeling like Drizzy I told her I sing

I fuck on that hoe and I don't know her name

Being realistic I should be ashamed

Too many hoes on the top of my cock

This coat is Moncler and it aint even drop

How they gon purp but they aint spin the block

If I up the K nigga you getting flocked

Limitless range make him jump out his socks

Rollie my wrist no this shit do not tock

Money don't sleep nigga I'm on the clock

Gang gang woah woah, ready for anything standing on ten

Got me a dime and I pass to my friend

Load up the check in my bank to go spend

That bitch got no tint it's 100%

Dont wanna fuck in my whip it depends

She thinks that I love her but I just pretend

Back in the murda bitch I'm finna bend

Ba- Back in the murda bitch I'm feeling groovy

We not the same 'cus you not rocking ksubi

Fuck Jayda Wayda bitch I prefer Ruby

Break in my car imma reach for the toolie

That bitch try to call me I said I'm on duty

I'm chasing paper don't care 'bout your booty

Uh, yea bitch I'm walking on Louis

Feel like an actor my life is a movie

I-I-I-I'm on that time nigga imma squeeze

I'd put your face on a T-shirt with ease

could tell she a freak when we hopped in the sheets

Just ordered some sushi immaculate eats

Drive in my socks 'cus i don't wanna crease

My eyes get to tweaking aint slept in a week

I'm smoking that gas you could tell by the reek

Loyal to fam only fuck with my peeps

G-L-O-C-K make him run like its track

I gotta glock and don't know how to act

Locs on my head so the hoes I attract

Work 300 hours to run up my racks

Money got me your hoe nigga come get her back

She hopped in the Q guess she wanna get cracked

5'10, when I stand on my money I'm Shaq

I'm getting lazy this shit might be wack

Ok ok woah woah, ready for anything standing on ten

Got me a dime and I pass to my friend

Load up the check in my bank to go spend

That bitch got no tint it's 100%

Dont wanna fuck in my whip it depends

She thinks that I love her but I just pretend

Back in the murda bitch I'm finna bend

Ba- Back in the murda bitch I'm feeling groovy

We not the same 'cus you not rocking ksubi

Fuck Jayda Wayda bitch I prefer Ruby

Break in my car imma reach for the toolie

That bitch try to call me I said I'm on duty

I'm chasing paper don't care 'bout your booty

Uh, yea bitch I'm walking on Louis

Feel like an actor my life is a movie