playboi santi – no hook 2 lyrics
(ok, let’s go)
(uh, we up in the score)
(yeah)
she hit my line begging for attention, i told her “girl, i don’t got no interest”
she said “what’s keeping you up with me” i told her that we are very different
i need a redbone just to come f+ck, am i asking to much? it sounds very simplest
if one girl make me happy, imagine ’bout three, i think i need some muhf+ckin’ triplets
(give me three) she ain’t f+ckin’ with that, now she getting upset, told her “b+tch, why is you trippin’?”
if we both know that i don’t f+ck with no sucker, gotta say, my respect don’t be kickin’ (aah)
i need a real b+tch that be tellin’ me she cummin’, especially when i barely put the tip in
real rap business, been handling perfect, best believe i gotta keep pimpin’
keep the 5 by my side (du du du)
a n+gga ain’t ready to die (die)
why he keep talking like i ain’t the greatest, he said “crank punk is a lie” (is a lie)
told him “do you know who i am?”
i’m the one who made “dark knight”
i made the national anthem, crank punk is a muhf+ckin’ hype
with young jetta, we rockin’ babushkas
walk in the party like they ain’t knew us
crashed up the party, cannot get through us
cruisin’ with mason, n+gga we in dewas
kickin’ sh+t with mena, we f+cking with jewess
that n+gga a betrayer like his name was judas
stabbed my n+gga in the back like junius brutus
they worship me, my new name is buddha
(yeah, uh huh)
kicked the b+tch out like i couldn’t even take it
the b+tch was annoying don’t deny it, let’s face it (h+ll nah)
want my money blue, i promise i ain’t racist
green washington faze me, i just want the blue faces
if it weren’t for “no hook” i wouldn’t be in places
that boy a p+ssy he scared of his statement
got my kids locked up cuz’ i nut in her braces
that was so off topic but i needed to say it (sorry)
evolving the craft like i’m going through phases
b+tch i know that i’m c+cky, my ego is real sp+cious
from pelicans to lakers like i was a. davis
destiny 2, f+ck him up with the “stasis”
playboi santi been f+cking the latest
they like “that boy a mess, oh my goodness gracious”
uh yeah, oh my goodness gracious
uh yes, oh my goodness gracious
santi f+cked up the system he’s everyone’s favorite
he was just in the o, now he’s eating at pavis
manipulate b+tches, make them go through mazes
like how does he do it, he makes them go through blazes
i f+cked up the whip, took it out to mavis
i move in silent, i ain’t leavin’ no traces
(h+ll nah, h+ll na+
i look in the mirror and i see a goat
they disagree (if it floats your boat)
i tell ’em, bih, if i was a girl i’d give throat
grab up my blade, i don’t need to tote
my n+ggas some savages, my n+ggas on go
if a n+gga want problems, tell him bring the smoke
do not touch my ricky’s (aah), lil n+gga you broke
my butler be alfred, my nemesis a joke (aah)
sliced up his eye, leave him like deathstroke (aah)
twin got a red dot with a f+cking scope (aah)
we was having a convo (while rollin’ that dope)
that boy done fainted, he need a lil hope
all white tank, shoutout to the pope
lil n+gga a poser, this kid is a joke
my wrist so pretty, it’s under sub zero
saved up the city but i ain’t no hero (h+ll nah)
write how much i got, with the pen, with the biro
360 the watch, do a lil spiro
careful how you talk, when you around me yo
put a smile on my face when i look at the b+roll
you can smell the codeine, out of my peehole
just dropped the “no hook”, now here’s a lil sequel (here’s a lil sequel)
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