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lancito - no hook lyrics

[intro: lancito]
‘cito
these n-ggas sleepin’ on me
gotta wake these n-ggas up
hold up, hold up

[verse 1: lancito]
look at my ex, she think she the sh-t
bought a new -ss but still the same b-tch
could build a building with all of these bricks
money gymnastics, i’m makin’ it flip
jacket got zippers, ain’t smokin’ a zip
told baby girl i’m as real as it get
n-gga try me, probably empty the clip
i’ma get rich off a couple of slips
pour me a four, i be takin’ a sip
spend it so fast ’cause i’m makin’ it quick
don’t got a job, mama havin’ a fit
baggin’ your b-tch, got a bag on my fit
ain’t even make it, she actin’ for pics
hit neiman marcus and saks on the fifth
this to the face, i ain’t p-ssin’ the spliffs
fashion from tokyo, catchin’ my drift
like double-d’s, got a lot on my chest
po be trippin’, can’t leave the us
i’ma ball out until peace, i’m at rest
got a white b-tch, say she love how i dress
don’t go on dates or respond to no text
hit a b-tch once and i’m on to the next
i love the game and i love the finesse
heard he got work, well i got it for less
when you rack five, can’t be stopped by no ref
chasin’ that bag ’til i’m all out of breath
you would’ve thought i was ye on the west
louis vuitton on my bulletproof vest
i got good food so they think i’m a chef
ain’t about money then honey i’m deaf
tried to do school, wasn’t p-ssin’ no test
report card by fendi, was covered with f

[verse 2: quando rondo]
lately the love been so fake
everybody comin’ ’round, tryna act like they f-ck with me
down on my d-ck, i was out hittin’ l!cks
tryna get me a dollar and you ain’t show no love to me
these n-ggas not real, man i swear they not one of me
these n-ggas so cap, man i swear they some wannabes
from the ‘yo to the trap to the top where i’m gonna be
on the paper chase every day, thuggin’ in the streets
i had to stay down in the trenches
out on my grind, i had to go get it
if he want that beef, i’ma aim at his fitted
said he slid on my block, old dude, he must be kidding
this straight off the head but they think that this written
i do this for my n-ggas locked in the prison
don’t f-ck with these n-ggas, they act just like b-tches
i’m out every day on my grind on a mission
i know that these n-ggas hope i fall, they wishin’
grippin’ on my side, no not no extension
he gon’ get knocked off just for all that dissin’
just like some hot sauce, you know that i’m drippin’
og’s [?], they know that i’m crippin’
couple months ago i was locked down ‘hind the fences
money over b-tches, gotta mind my business
had to stay down and i had to pay attention

[chorus: lancito]
look at my life, you could write thirty books
this sh-t so real, never needed a hook
i’m independent, this one for the books
none of these labels ain’t give me a look
look at my life, you could write thirty books
this sh-t so real, never needed a hook
i’m independent, this one for the books
none of these labels ain’t give me a look

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