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YNW Melly - No More [Official Audio]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
YNW Melly
YNW Melly
Vocals
C-Clip Beatz
C-Clip Beatz
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jamell Demons
Jamell Demons
Songwriter
Jermaine Smith
Jermaine Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
C-Clip Beatz
C-Clip Beatz
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I ain't tryna get in my feelings, but damn (But damn)
What's goin' on bro? I thought you was fam (Was fam)
You mad at me about a bitch Instagram (Like damn)
Got me like "What the fuck wrong with him?"
[Verse 2]
Tryna beef over some pussy, that's funny (That's funny)
Can't believe that hoe made you her crash dummy
The way you act, that hoe pussy better be squirtin' out money
Platinum diamond VVS's, payin' taxes is something
But it's ok, I understand you just couldn't keep it 100
While you locked up, somebody else shoving that dick in her stomach
I can't be beefin' 'bout these bitches, bruh this shit gettin' old
Knowin' that pussy stainless steel, but yet you treat it like gold
[Verse 3]
That be showin' me that these **** ain't real (Ain't real)
Get caught up with that time, they gon' squeal (Gon' squeal)
These bitches ain't shit and these **** ain't real (Ain't real)
Keep playin', yo ass fuck around and get killed
What's goin' on bro, I heard you was trippin' (Was trippin')
I thought you kept it real from beginnin'
Until I heard that track you made and I came to some suspicions
I can't believe to my surprise, one of my woahdys sneak dissin'
[Verse 4]
Yeah, you turned cold
I can't fuck with you
It's like that Molly done turned you into a fuck ****
Hold up, wait bro
Pause for the picture
You officially have been framed as a fuck ****
And that's truth it's, ain't fuckin' with you at all
And look, they be snap, but this fuck **** ain't my dog
[Verse 5]
That ain't my dog no more
That ain't my dog
That ain't my dog no more
[Verse 6]
I ain't tryna get in my feelings, but damn (But damn)
What's going on bro, I thought you was fam (Was fam)
You mad at me about a bitch Instagram (Like damn)
Got me like "What the fuck wrong with him?"
[Verse 7]
I can't be fuckin' with none of these ****
'Cause all of these **** be actin' like bitches
You know that I'm straight out of Indian River
I don't give no fuck about none of these ****
We just tryna run up, get my fuckin' scrilla
All of my ****, they really some killas'
See you a pussy, I used to fuck with ya
But then you turned cold on me, **** what's up?
[Verse 8]
I cannot go, oh oh like that
Can't believe you switched up like a hoe like that
Like bruh, I know you ain't got that many hoes like that
I would have let you have the bitch
I would have let you smash the bitch
I don't give a fuck, ****
'Cause you still a fuck ****
And that time you let me hold the pistol
You should have bucked, ****
Wait, I should have bucked you, ****
But now I'm just feeling like fuck you, ****
And if this chopper ever catch you, it's hungry
It eat your bitchass up for supper, ****
[Verse 9]
Sometimes I wake up and I be in my feelings all night
Sometimes I try reminiscing like
Bitches, they wasn't even missing me like
I got on and they tryna kiss me
I thought that we were 5150
But you could never be with us
These **** claim they fuck with us
But really be the enemy
[Verse 10]
I ain't tryna get in my feelings, but damn (But damn)
What's going on bro, I thought you was fam (Was fam)
You mad at me about a bitch Instagram (Again)
Got me like "What the fuck wrong with him?"
[Verse 11]
Tryna beef over some pussy, that's funny (That's funny)
Can't believe that hoe made you her crash dummy
The way you act, that hoe pussy better be squirtin' out money
Platinum diamond VVS's, payin' taxes is something
But it's ok, I understand you just couldn't keep it 100
And you just couldn't keep it 100
Written by: Jamell Maurice Demons
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