No Discussion ft. Wynter & Illusionluna Lyrics

Im on the block

You get popped

Just for stepping wrong

I got two twin glocks

Them shells hot this aint yo section hoe

Imma cold nigga

And that shit is not debatable

Wynter put a dot on yo head dont try to save its gone

Who on top the house

Why not

Its hell to try and stop

Us now

Sen shots

You hear da pop duck

Down fuck around ill make ya soul lift off the ground

Smell the blood im sending hounds them

Choppa sounds will bite you down

Windows down in my Chevy riding clean

Blacked out Glock with a laser red beam

Kill us or fall we gone take everything

Madhouse bitch since 2016

Been slanging zips til I was 19

Now I'm gotta work just to keep my record clean

Trynna stay on top I don't wanna hear a thing

Fuck these rappers they ain't really what they seem

Most of these pussies just rapping bout fuck shit

Member them shows that we thru in the function

Madhouse on top bitch there ain't no discussion

Madhouse on top bitch there ain't no discussion

Most of these pussies just rapping bout fuck shit

Member them shows that we thru in the function

Madhouse on top bitch there ain't no discussion

Madhouse on top bitch there ain't no discussion

Bitch empty yo pockets don't make this a murder

I run up the gat call em back on the burner

The sky turn to black

As i flick off tha ash

And i dump out the mag of the ak

Got the motha fucka screamin out mayday

Ba ba let that mothafucka decay

Madhouse runnin laps no relay

The n i dump another body on tha freeway

Now you acting all sad but you was acting tuff

Cry to ya comma cuz i called ya bluff

Heard you was dissin bout all kinds of stuff

Mane you a bitch imma turn ya to dust