No Disclosure Lyrics

I'm off a perc with yo bitch getting slutty

If she ain't a ten she can't touch me

Fuck that girl I want you and yo buddy

Two cups full of red both muddy

Fuck that we ain't got time for discussions

Brodie take off his head if he bugging

Sharpshooter I'm tryna get me a bucket

Blick to big boy I can't even tuck it

No PT for reason boy don't get me started

I ain't got no time play these twin glockies like gumball and Darwin

I'm finna take off his face nigga try and we leaving his blood on the carpet

Her pussy was trash when I hit I was yawning

Can't t up with them they gone shoot up ya party

Got a Glock on my hip in the trunk it's a carbon

On again yea I'm on again

She didn't want to fuck so we can't talk don't hit my phone again

Pure bread dog I'm just chilling with my Dobermans

Gave her the boot she wanna run it back ok let's bone again

I been taking plenty pills it's hard for me to cope with it

Twelve was at the door got sticks and poles boy just don't open it

Step on the pedal drifting burning metal I'm just floating it

Ain't no disclosure we don't talk to rats it ain't no hope in it

Nigga my money go stupid we ain't got no common sense

I got thirty on me now we shoot first no self defense

Only friends I really got is them dead presidents

They the only ones stay down I know they'll never switch

My chopper got a stutter ain't no running when he spit

We can't beef online fuck that let's slide right to his residence

Bullets blow his mind let's hit his spine cause that boy had me bent

God left me lone I sin a lot think I need to repent

Pull the mask down hoodie up we slide anonymous

I just put Rick Owens on my feet they cost more than ya rent

Niggas broke and they confused can't believe how much I spent

You can diss me if you want like a blunt face the consequence

On again yea I'm on again

She didn't want to fuck so we can't talk don't hit my phone again

Pure bread dog I'm just chilling with my Dobermans

Gave her the boot she wanna run it back ok let's bone again

I been taking plenty pills it's hard for me to cope with it

Twelve was at the door got sticks and poles boy just don't open it

Step on the pedal drifting burning metal I'm just floating it

Ain't no disclosure we don't talk to rats it ain't no hope in it