No Filter

(Ayy, you know I'm **in' with Nico)

Uh, uh

My **, huh, huh

We smack, **, what, what up?

Uh, what up?

**, what up?

What up?

Uh, **, what up?

Uh

What up?

Huh, **, what up?

Uh-huh, huh, what up?

Huh, **, huh, what up?

** better stand up on that ** he said on the 'Gram, get caught in public

FMPD, they don't know who did it

All they seen was some gold teeth smackin' a button

Huh, huh, you wanna kill 'em?

**, let's creep

Sit in a Mitsubishi, campin' outside his house from three to three

Bad ** beggin' to eat me, ho, I'm on a mission right now, can you see?

Huh, all my **s be felons, beat up the road, Glock box with the key

Huh, ** your daddy a rat, what that make you?

Boy, you a little mice

Huh, your mom been hoin' since back in the day, how you act, think you got a **

We put plenty of big **s on they **, Keef son got shot with a glitch

My ** love when I put that thumb in her **, talk to her while she takin' the **

Drinkin' this drank and my belly big, my ** ** fat, you can see it

**, you never split a wig, you claim that's a body, you shot a kid

Man, you **s be sad as **

**, man, beat these **s' **

I don't know, man, these **s ain't really gangster, man, you know?

Know I'm back in the old days

I was raised off principles and morals, man (me too, cuz, me too)

Got big ** on the table, these **s'll die to get in my position

My lil' ** 'nem compete who got more hats, tomorrow, they got audition

Junior Fox and Mota went on a killin' tour, they smackin' ** all in Michigan

Lil Jab in his seventh shootout this week, he can sit out on the next mission

He got his chain took, he back postin' on Instagram

What, you thought we forgot 'cause you been absent?

That ** make you look like a clown

**, be straightforward and tell me up front 'stead of givin' me the runaround

We don't just smack ** when it get hot, we smack ** all year 'round

I be forgettin' hoes and actually diss 'em in person, like, "You look familiar"

Asked her what's her name, she say, "I know already", I be feelin' guilty

These hoes so ran through, they prolly mistakin' me for another **

Bottom-of-the-barrel-** **, I wouldn't even ** your **

** better stand up on that ** he said on the 'Gram, get caught in public

FMPD, they don't know who did it

All they seen was some gold teeth smackin' a button

Huh, you wanna kill 'em?

**, let's creep

Sit in a Mitsubishi, campin' outside his house from three to three