No Way II (Freestyle) Lyrics

Be the last one out to get this dough? No way

Love one of you bucket head hoes? No way

Hit the streets when we break the code? No way

Hit the brakes when they on patrol

It's Story time

Be the last one out to get this dough? No way

Let someone finesse me on my pros? No way

Spend my hard earned money on some hoes? No way

Bitch gon' ask me can I buy her clothes? No way

Won't do favors so she called me broke, hmm, okay

Niggas really don't think I'm the GOAT? Hmm, okay

It's 2023 and I've been killin' it since 08

Was bout to put it in but it's too big, she like "oh wait"

Oh that's yo shorty dawg? I think that I hit her before

That's why I focus on this green, I'm a herbivore

I can freestyle something, you ain't never heard before

Cheated one time, act like she never been hurt before

The nugs indigo blue, I never seen this herb before

You ain't one uppin' me my baby, I'm the first to score

We in yo hood right? What you actin nervous for?

I'm OP, bro, please, I know they trying to nerf your boy

Be the last one out to get this dough? No way

Love one out you bucket headed hoes? No way

Hit the streets then we break the code? No way

Hit the brakes when they on patrol?

I used to dream big dawg, now I'm dreaming bigger

Everybody in my city, out here squeezing triggers

So I keep a toy damn right, I keep the blicker

You don't really think I'm with the action? How you figure?

The way I'm chiefing weed, if I'm leaning it ain't from sizzurp

Shorty really sweet and I need it, I'm finna get her

She can bring her friend and I'm begging them both to scissor

Then it really happened, it's magic

I'm like a wizard

Yeah I hit that bitch but we ain't holding hands

We be in the club but I don't wanna dance

Need a rap career I'm tryna run up bands

These bars so sweet I need a hundred grand

Made her lick the nut up that was on my pants

If I can make some money, I'ma show my mans

The year of the seven, I'ma hone my craft

Y'all thinking too basic and I'm so advanced

Bitch stop, kick rocks

I ain't finna lip lock

All these niggas tattle-telling need to get they lips locked

I ain't just rapping either nigga this is hip hop

Happy with myself and that's from toes to the tip top

Big shot, it's hot

Think I'm finna slip? Not

That's why I keep bands in case they ever send SWAT

Niggas acting funny, get em smacked like he Chris Rock

Now that's what I call music that'll really make the kids bop