No Mo

作词：Brian Cross,Dereon Thomas,Isaiah McClure

Just get a bag and chill out, it ain't no time to hop out no mo

No time to pop out no more, don't try us that's a no go

Shorty bad don't know her lingo, they know my ** dolo

And they know that ** loco, they know that ** loco

You try me once now try again, that be your last chance

I knew them ** wasn't my friend, I let him play they hand

Money count a hunnid bands, got cramps all in my hand

I can't let him try me no more, oh no no that's a no go

All my ** they be on go mode, pull up on me you getting your head blown

And I say

How the ** you gon' slide and your man's gone

How the ** I'm gon' die my head on

Put some bands on your head now my bread long Heard yo dad dead shoot up his headstone

Ooh yeah, heard him shot sped off and he ran home

Call Lil Keith up and he blam some

I'm **in' yo ** to a sad song

And the cat was a little bit different

In a hellcat lil ** whippin

Gotta savings account I can't go to spend it

Psycho path all these demons be with me

Thirty-two shots they gon' leave some missing

Sixty sum shots they gon' leave him sticky

Get to the bag no sleep no resting

All my ** heaven sent

32 shots comin' off this FN

Got millions in my lens

I'm different from the others, I kick it with my brothers

Can't say toast I ain't got friends

But I can't wait to win

I kick it with my brothers, No I ain't got no friends

And we bustin' for each other, Even through the thick and thin

I'm so rich need to get a butler, Every weekend pay him just like ten

My first love play can't love again

Big glock on me I'ma spend the Benz

Me and Keith in the trap tryna make some hens

Oh no I made it this far with out no promo

She shaking ** all over, my bro

I aim at yo top and yo head gone

That ** boy talking get a head stone

Oh no no that's a no go

Oh oh oh oh no no

N****s know what's up with Lelo

Have stitch come through your back door

Hunnid racks and that's my backbone

And that's just what I lean on

N****s asking what the act for

But don't know what I act on

Mansfield where I was raised

And the cat was a little bit different

From the way that I was living

Got a savings account can't go to spending

Psychopathic I ain't photogenic

Thirty-two shots they gon' leave something missing

Switchyon the Glock, Mac dump two seconds

Getting to the bank don't sleep no resting

Oh oh oh

All my n****s heaven sent

But they'll take your head

Got millions in my lens

A lil different from the others, Just kick it with my brothers

Can't say toast I ain't got friends

But I can't wait to win