fadzil - no photos lyrics
sliding in my dm, shawty that’s a no no (that’s a no no)
you wanna link up but i wanna keep it solo (keep it solo, ay)
shooting shots, but i ain’t talking free throws
so jump on the metro, yeah we trap at the bando (bando)
b-mp into your girl, i might just say h-llo (h-llo, h-llo)
shooting shots, but i ain’t talking free throws (k.d)
don’t grab no photos with the dumb hoe (with the dumb hoe)
y’all saying words, but they all seem so hollow to me
all up in my dm, shawty that’s a no no (yuh)
i drape her up in ice, call it water polo (drip, drip)
she want more, yeah she want valentino (yeah, ay)
she wanna sightsee, so i took that b-tch to tokyo (yeah, to tokyo)
isabel marant (ay), hop up in the whip (yuh)
had my fun, now we gone, yeah we laced in rick (laced)
where to, where we going, finna hit a lick (zoom)
iced out wrist, cold water, got me seasick
sliding in my dms, shawty thats a no no (that’s a no, no, no, no)
you wanna link up but i wanna keep it solo
shooting shots, but i ain’t talking free throws (durant, yeah)
so jump on the metro, yeah we trap at the bando (hop out, yuh)
b-mp into your girl, i might just say h-llo (yo h-llo, ay, w-ssup? )
shooting shots, but i ain’t talking free throws (pew pew)
don’t grab no photos with the dumb hoe (no photos)
y’all saying words, but they all seem so hollow to me (yeah)
look in the eyes on my shirt, got my music playing on a vinyl (yo)
she tryna flirt, dig up the dirt, yeah this sh-t recycle (ouch)
bring your friends to, yeah i can afford two (yeah)
where’s that spot y’all wanna hit up, was it n-bu? (n-bu)
my ex hit up my line, yeah (b-tch) quarter past nine (yuh)
i don’t really got the f-cking time to talk to you (no i don’t)
cause i’m with the crew (ay)
yeah i promise one day i’ll make it up to you, yeah (hey, bring that sh-t back)
sliding in my dm, shawty that’s a no no (that’s a no no)
you wanna link up but i wanna keep it solo (wanna keep it solo)
shooting shots, but i ain’t talking free throws
so jump on the metro, yeah we trap at the bando (and we trap, yeah)
b-mp into your girl, i might just say h-llo (ay w-ssup?)
shooting shots, but i ain’t talking free throws (pew pew pew)
don’t grab no photos with the dumb hoe (no you don’t, yeah)
y’all saying words, but they all seem so hollow to me
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