No Slack Lyrics

I told you that I'm cut throat, I can't cut no slack

Fell in love with money, you know then I got sprung after that

Flip a pack, layin' on me, why don't you even take it back

Jump in the rap game, I'm only out here fuckin' chasin' plaques

That's a Glock, it been attached

Pull up with the faces, bitch it's all blue racks

Lemon pepper, diamond shinin', sayin' that it come with ranch

We ain't dancin', Travis Porter, you know that we take it to max

I done told her I don't play, spin the block, we bendin' back

Yeah, his bitch lookin' at me, what you waitin' on

I done told her I got nothin' for you, bitch, you on your own

She been stayin' mad, cause I'm barely ever even home

I'm just barely gettin' to the bag, then I'll be long gone

I told you that I'm cut throat, I can't cut no slack

Fell in love with money, you know then I got sprung after that

Flip a pack, layin' on me, why don't you even take it back

Jump in the rap game, I'm only out here fuckin' chasin' plaques

High as fuck, pourin' walk out the pitcher

Five five six like a missile, lied to his bitch, said I miss you

Blowing no kiss, just a pistol

Yeah, I'm tired, don't even mention

It's in the air, I smell the tension

Belt to ass, they in detention

Brodie smoke you with intentions

Told my brodie ain't no tryin we gon' get it done

Staying on my cake everyday my birthday just for fun

Come and touch my bills I'm bein' frank, you gon' see a gun

I got blue stripes in my pocket, watch out, here I come

I can't play with you, bitch, why you even speakin' on my name

Claimin' that he real, slide on my block, then why he in my lane

Spray him down myself, if I don't then I don't feel the same

Got a couple loaded, it got you and all your brodie's names

I told you that I'm cut throat, I can't cut no slack

Fell in love with money, you know then I got sprung after that

Flip a pack, layin' on me, why don't you even take it back

Jump in the rap game, I'm only out here fuckin' chasin' plaques

That's a Glock, it been attached

Pull up with the faces, bitch it's all blue racks

Lemon pepper, diamond shinin', sayin' that it come with ranch

We ain't dancin', Travis Porter, you know that we take it to max

I done told her I don't play, spin the block, we bendin' back