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No Chorus (Explicit) - Dreamville/Bas/Dreezy/Buddy
Lyrics by：Abbas Hammad/Seandrea Sledge/Simmie Sims III/Akeem Douglas Hayes/Matthew Alexander Washington/Lucas DiFabbio
Composed by：Abbas Hammad/Seandrea Sledge/Simmie Sims III/Akeem Douglas Hayes/Matthew Alexander Washington/Lucas DiFabbio
S**t ain't got no chorus
I don't need no chorus
This b***h ain't got no chorus
Yeah yeah yeah
Hardware bear hide I got thick skin
Stayed down like the pigskin on the yard marker
I'm the Godfather better talk proper when you mention
Live wire n***a I fire like the Pistons
It got 12 V's and a stick shift
B***h n***a you get hit quick
Queens n***as we get rich quick or die tryin'
Goin' for green with the nine iron
I get booked by the hour and time flyin'
I just took me a shower 'cause I'm lyin'
'Round the dirty money n***a I'm Zion
Get up there's no one as high as I am
The realest you n***as is chicken s**t
Pot fryin' when you pot-pie'ing
If my n***as ridin' then it's pop pop
N***a that's word to my pop-pops
I came for the smoke like a hotbox
I came from the borough I'm top spot
Got flows now they want a photo when
I rock shows
California in a 'Rari
California that's the 'Rari
This s**t ain't got no chorus
It ain't got no chorus
We don't need no chorus
You n***as is so
Ayy four hundred hoes
All in a row line 'em up
Hit 'em with the give-and-go
B***h you knew what it was signed up
I was on cruise control
Until I seen the police behind us
Tunnel vision I put on my blinders
Had a good f**kin' run but your time's up yeah
I was smokin' on w**d out in Babylon
Yes indeed-y I got all my diamonds on
Your b***h wanted my d**k yeah I ought've known
Boy you crazy you think that she comin' home
Gettin' money I got me a bankroll
You cannot hit the blunt I don't think so
Boy I sit on the court at the Lake-Show
Shut the f**k up b***h it's not a sing-along
This s**t ain't got no chorus
It ain't got no chorus
Ain't no chorus
N***a you so
It's a check ayy
Your b***h watchin' my wrist stream like
Vevo Vevo
I came from stealin' all the blockchains
N***a I'm Deebo
Only rapper to make forty-five thousand off IG trolls
We both lit but your s**t don't hit
N***a you a pre-roll
Learn somethin'
Ayy money can't buy respect
But it can buy n***as who check those who disrespect
I been on a different check
I got a girl at home on tour
I need a different neck
Never third-wheelin' like a d**n trike
I been in the mall with a scam stripe
I might need a wet wipe for when
I touch n***as I don't like yeah
S**t ain't got no chorus
I don't need no chorus
Yeah yeah
B***h ain't got no chorus
Ah ah
Ayy ayy ayy
Got the cooky ya
Got a body like Video Vixens
Peepin' the fake like a sixth sense
Got a couple K's I put up in the bank
But I need little more word to Tristan
Drownin' in money quicksand
I don't hear these b***hes long distance
Call me Big Dreeze I don't fit in
Can't get in my section with a wristband
Floorin' it
Chasin' that bag 'til I corner it
That wax on the tree like an ornament
Yeah this drip ain't in stores
Gotta order it yeah
With the GOAT's now I got high power
Lil' dog b***h like a Rottweiler
All that cap what I'm blowin' a lot louder
I'ma give 'em that scold like a hot shower
I'm on top now it's apparent
Pop your a*s I ain't talkin' parents
I was broke used to shop clearance
Now I'm runnin' this s**t like an errand
Ain't no comparin' us
Need me a thug n***a ain't talkin' Jerrika
Me and the money got marital
Tom Jerry you a character
Pull up foreign and embarrass 'em
Is that the opening
Do you feel anything yet