lil syl - no hook lyrics
all i wanna do is get some money
f-ck 12 man f-ck them undies
on the block everyday see junkies
heard you hot better get the f-ck from me
can’t hang with that n-gga he ain’t even funny
wipe his nose and it ain’t even runny
on the block and it ain’t even sunny
what the f-ck that b-tch want from me
if she ain’t f-ckin get the f-ck from me
want a qp i need all the hunnits
exotic weed got the block jumpin
still remember when i didn’t even had nothin
young tower side boy tryin bag somethin
get the money you know i gotta add it up
can’t f-ck with that boy i know he a amateur
bubba got me high f-ck up my stamina
gimme all the money boy i gotta add it up
juggs callin gotta go ahead and bag it up
we in the streets what the f-ck is you actin for
we really in the streets we don’t do the cappin bruh
got out in two days boy that ain’t addin up
hot n-ggas ain’t around me ain’t havin em
whole alotta drugs b-tch we havin em
i’m in lil mexico i’m prolly speakin spanish
n-gga talk sh-t on the gram then he gettin vanish
this sh-t i’m smokin this sh-t ain’t average
big 45th on me and it do damage
i’m tryna live good n-gga i’m tryna live lavish
smoke good weed n-gga i don’t even wanna p-ss it
like i said at all the time i’ll let a n-gga have it
n-gga wanted smoke so we gave his -ss cancer
i’m tryna grow i’m tryna get rich
i’m tryna put snakes on my collar
i’m in trap school n-gga b-tch i’m in honors
they keep tryna lock all my brothers up i’m like d-mn your honor
i’m in the hood with snakes and piranhas
i’m in the hood with k!llas and robbas
no lil gray n-gga i’m bouta get every dollar
i only talk to the king i don’t talk to the p-wn
dirty money i ain’t even put it in the washer
on the forth side got to watch out for them chargers
i’m in the stu right now
and i do it off the top
it’s 2019 boy
can’t show a b-tch a spot
can’t walk around the hood nomore
b-tch you know it’s hot
young n-gga slidin on ya block
play with my gang you know you gon gets some shots
i’m with lil whoop he got the straight drop
slimrich with me he right by my side
can’t hang with that boy he ain’t gone f-ckin ride
feds in the block ain’t you know it’s summer time
stood on the block all it was juggs and homicides
fat b-tt b-tch yeah her -ss super size
gettin lit everyday man i feel like family guy
ima grab that b-tch -ss i don’t need to touch her thighs
miss my n-ggas everyday man i’m losin all my guys
boy you know we keep them sticks
boy we got to stay alive
we aimin for your head we ain’t aimin for ya eye
i love the money n-gga
i’m a money psycho
my pockets get fat
boy them sh-ts need lipo
he trappin for the hype though
tryin be street for the f-ckin lifestyle
that drake it’s micro
on the t no ice though
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