No Hook Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
You hear this shit is Eazy, you ain't gotta know the time
Rather be judged by talent instead of the hype
Ain't doing many features, imma set that shit aside
Charging me 100's but others pay you less than 5
Got them Black Phantoms, you don't know the cost
Think you is at the top but I don't see you on the charts
Aiming at the camera but you running from gun shots
Hitting blinkers in bathrooms, y'all scared of mall cops
Rice on my forearm, the fam work hard to make the bag
Learned my legacy is about family first, they never last
Grew up in a trailer park but wasn't raised white trash
Chose to smoke with the homies while skipping class
My looks are above average but I still get sum ass
She wanna know my zodiac, don't fuck with the crab
Fucked me one time, two times, they came back knockin'
Had my sneaky links in and out like monthly subscriptions
She sayin there's a spark, bitch I ain't no electrician
Got mad and started blamin', I leave that shit in the wind
She addicted to sucking my dick like smoking nicotine
Dick so sensitive while fucking cuz I be sipping lean
We've fucked the same hoe but I folded her like a pretzel
Her last ride on me was last week but we never wrestled
Take this stand anyday like a presidential campaign
I'm tired of these hoes, no more putting on the cape
Say she Christian but she be cheating on god's sake
You was flirting, I stopped talking, I'm not the one to blame
The way I fuck and pull up on opps, always got the spray
May have support but y'all not putting me on replay
Treating weed like they is cigarettes, I smoke em everyday
Different syrup flavors in my drink, I never sip on grape
Ennie Minne Minny Moe, in the club bout to pick a hoe
Ughhhh I'm bout to start over
Got clear my throat, someone hand me my faygo
Treat her like she my number one, we is playing Uno
If she thick and pretty, I might keep her on the low-low
If she don't like to get stoned, its bout to be a no-no
Cause an accident on my opps, it's bout to be a uh-oh
Why be on the music shit when you don't even promo?
Smoke more than the legal limit, I don't wanna go to jail
Going out high as a bitch, the public knows that smell
Like Honey Boo Boo, my syrup mix is my go go juice
Think I'm a rookie, been 4 years, I don't need a boost
Kept going and continue, flowin' 'til the beat stops
Stay working independently, bitch I'm my own boss
Will be sippin on success like a wine tasting sipper
Chilling in this rap game like water, I ain't no dipper
Changed my name with closet audio, be careful what you post
You's not what you say you are, you like to lie and boast
Don't like my music cuz of my tone but my flow is cold
Scared of putting bars together but now became bold
Grew up religiously but I ain't got a god complex
Y'all hating my shii but forgot yuno miles exists
U is wanting smoke with us, we could pull up for free
Catch yo ass like a snake, you's the next twitter leak
I be smoking on gas, I make sure I ain't on empty
Mr. Jay R be writing, this shits so Eazy to me