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kyyngg – no help lyrics

[hook: kyyngg]
i ain’t ever ask for your help, b-tch
a young n-gg- run them bands by theyself, hoe
if a n-gg- come ’round hating, then you get smoked
don’t do no talking, b-tch, we pulling right up

[verse 1: kyyngg]
full of that lean, but i’m spending them bands
all of this money, can’t pull up my pants
i know that your lil bitty b-tch, she a fan
i’m having my way with these dripping [?] pants
n-gg-s act like they don’t understand, no
but we gon’ continue to run these bands, yeah
i’m tryna cop my mom a porsche, yeah
put my lil sister in that horsche, hmm
all of this sh-t i’m on you can’t afford, no
i’m tryna run up all these racks, yeah
lil b-tch, i’m chasing this paper
i come from new orleans, we straight up the block
and b-tch, you know i run with them takers, ha ha
yeah, oh, we smoke that weed by the acres

[verse 2: prynce]
i ain’t ever ask for your help, b-tch
i keep that glizzy on me, i’ll make you melt, b-tch
f-ck they talking ’bout? i got here by myself, b-tch
these b-tches know how to press, oh
i got these hoes on my d-ck, oh
i got this sh-t on my own
these n-gg-s don’t wanna see me on
but they know that ain’t gon’ stop sh-t
i got some young n-gg-s tweakin’ and they gon’ pop sh-t, yea yea
all these hoes basic, yea yea
i don’t know why these n-gg-s hating, yea yea
pull up in a bent, i swear i’ma make ’em sick
got these b-tches on my d-ck, these n-gg-s knowing what it is
and if them b-tches say they don’t, then i’ma show ’em what it is
i’m the motherf-cking sickest, feel like all you n-gg-s b-tches

- kyyngg lyrics

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