No Adlibs ft. Dagotcash, Waldo 600 & Yardy Lyrics

Ayy, look, Versace prints all on my fabrics I got all sort of habits

See my chain, you want it? grab it grrrrow Soon as you thought you had it

M&Ps, and 223s'll pop and, knock shit off of balance

Glizzy was a semi, but this switchy, turned it automatic

Ayy, just moved out of state and I upped my rank Can't be seen, gotta hide my face

Ayy, I'm movin' too fast, gotta pump my brakes Them niggas down bad, can't up no pape

10k, that's in a day 11k, what I spent on my chain

Fuck 12, 1300 the gang, Ayy, I get the ball knock em right out the paint

Them pigs don't ask me shit, cause they know I'ma say I don't know

These gigs be on my dick, but I can't fall in love with a hoe

Jaydo can sleep when we in the trap, cause he know Imma cover the dough

Up it and blow, free grandson, L-Dot and them niggas was uppin' the score

Just ask KD about it Dissing on Hec, nigga, bet you gon' bleed about it

My stick can't leave without it My hands hurt, that's from all of this cheese

I'm counting, I'ma keep it P Nigga, when she ain't with you, At the crib, nigga, she with me

Bitch, I'm in the streets All black mask, on brody pull up, and let me hop out the V

We see the opps all the time, but they never on nothing

He think it's sweet before his ass get to speak We upping and dumping, look

Jaydo tried bail out the V, but he didn't have a ski told that nigga, he buggin

And you think your bitch is at home, but my nigga, she fuckin

Happy birthday, stanky wanky, I'ma take you round the fam

I'ma take you to the hood, just don't start acting like a fan

I drop that soft into the pot, it got it hopping out the pan

It's like these niggas get a dime, and they start to drop it on they man's

Ayy, look, Versace prints all on my fabrics I got all sort of habits

See my chain, you want it? grab it grrrrow soon as you thought you had it

M&Ps and 223s'll pop and knock shit off of balance

Glizzy was a semi, but this switchy, turned it automatic

Versace prints all on my fabrics I got all sort of habits

See my chain, you want it? grab it grrrrow soon as you thought you had it

M&Ps and 223s'll pop and knock shit off of balance

Glizzy was a semi, but this switchy turned it automatic