skrewz loose - no comment lyrics
[intro] (a-game)
what it is?! this your boy a-game on the intro (fosho!)
and me, bird, and t.o.t. are about to drop some bombs on this mixtape!
boom! but talk is cheap, so let’s get into it this one’s called
no comment (i got no comment!) leggo
[hook]
cold in the street, know what i mean
cameras flashin, i got no comment
i got, i got no comment, no comment
“so don’t teeeeeeeeeeeell me who tellin” nope!
cold in the street, know what i mean
cameras flashin, i got no comment
i got, i got no comment, no comment
“so don’t teeeeeeeeeeeell me who tellin” nope!
[verse 1] (a-game)
you know what it is, bringing you the coldest spits
it’s a-game, probably be a minute ‘fore you notice him
f-ck it though it’s all good still trying to bring the dopest hits
expecting me to rap all slow?! f-ck that sh-t i’m going in
i murder it in the first degree if it’s all about smarts, i’m a nerd on beats
these fake -ss, p-ssy -ss, trying to get on my -ss b-tches talkin’ absurdities
don’t worry me, i’m above that sh-t like i’m standing on top of a sewer lid
you claim you got a name in this thang, but i’m not the only one saying “who is this?!”
you stupid pr-cks, y’all move your lips go and talk all sl!ck, but i’m cool with it
they wanna fight? well let’s do it then, you can find me with the zoo crew coolin it
i ain’t 2 chainz, but i’m tru with it, your girl’s cute she won’t get the boot
no comments if i’m p-ssed at you, i just keep it movin that is how i do!
it’s a-game flyin’ high with bird and t.o.t
find us in the booth, we don’t be low key
hittin em again with the fast rap, beat changed up and i’m goin right past that
bad-ss, blowin up the game like a meth lab we be k!llin it, all you f-ggots better bet that
[hook]
cold in the street, know what i mean
cameras flashin, i got no comment
i got, i got no comment, no comment
“so don’t teeeeeeeeeeeell me who tellin” nope!
cold in the street, know what i mean
cameras flashin, i got no comment
i got, i got no comment, no comment
“so don’t teeeeeeeeeeeell me who tellin” nope!
[verse 2] (t.o.t.)
chillin in the trap, gotta fat sack in a backpack you’ll be lucky if i p-ss that
i don’t hang around with the rat pack, f-ck a snitch you can find me where the hash at
b-tches think i’m dope but i don’t even try, eyes low cause i’m high find me in the sky
sippin on liquor and f-ckin with b-tches, me and my n-ggas we yellin “do or die”
and i’m gettin it! chillin with the homies straight trippin
p-ss the weed and i’m hittin it, stay the f-ck out of my business!
cigarillo i’m splittin it, roll it up, take a hit, f-ckin with your chick
i’ll get my d-ck l!cked all the paparazzi taking pictures i ain’t with the f-ck sh-t all i do is take your b-tch
cameras flash, i got no condom
she swallow kids so i got no problem, i f-ck a b-tch and you just c-ckblockin
stop watchin, b-tch you cheap as f-ck, like some top ramen
and you got no comment
gotta get high just to go to sleep, smokin everyday cause i love the weed
lookin for your b-tch she on her knees, she f-ckin me, and she sucked my d
and i wasn’t even “home alone” how about that sh-t?!
i don’t f-ck around with no 5-0, they can suck my d-ck
[hook]
cold in the street, know what i mean
cameras flashin, i got no comment
i got, i got no comment, no comment
“so don’t teeeeeeeeeeeell me who tellin” nope!
cold in the street, know what i mean
cameras flashin, i got no comment
i got, i got no comment, no comment
“so don’t teeeeeeeeeeeell me who tellin” nope!
[verse 3] (bird)
just let me know who got the dough, i’m a kick down the do’
.44 pistol, don’t make me unload
gimme the loot, gimme the white
gimme the green, gimme the purple for my sprite
let’s get it i’m liquor sippin while pill poppin she give me noggin like no problem
got no condom gotta pull out, i don’t need a little me runnin around
i’m birdy bird mothaf-cka, i’m too known to be forgotten
i trust in myself, cause everyone else is a f-ckin liar
i put in work when the mic is on, i f-ck her good when the cam is on
she cook me food when i’m hungry, and i give her d-ck when she h-rny
i’m a b-st-rd of a son, rollin cocaine in a blunt
i thought i hit it once, but i took a couple puffs
d-mn i feel good, yeah, how do you feel?
i rep bbs and zoo crew, you know the deal
we chug alcohol, we get f-cked up dog!
yeah you already know we party till the cops are called, bird!
[hook]
cold in the street, know what i mean
cameras flashin, i got no comment
i got, i got no comment, no comment
“so don’t teeeeeeeeeeeell me who tellin” nope!
cold in the street, know what i mean
cameras flashin, i got no comment
i got, i got no comment, no comment
“so don’t teeeeeeeeeeeell me who tellin” nope!
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