No Way

(Nah, nah, no way)

(Nah, nah, no way)

(Nah, nah, no way)

They taking trips around the hood

We doing laps around the hood

Shorty tryna cuff (Nah, nah, no way)

(Nah, nah, no way)

In the whip like Mr Whippy, serving fiends

Getting money, counting digits with the team

Ops want beef? Eetswa, I got the heat

Pack the heater in the Beamer

We'll be riding around your streets

You gon' hear nee-naw when we find Nemo

Labelled as 'John Doe', everything D-low

Witness gon' hear no, see no, speak no evil

Blur out his vision till his story's not illegal

I call shots, jackpots, always hitting checkmate

Married to the game, I ain't never get played

Calling up the runners, yeah, it's time to get paid

Fuck nine-to-five, grind all night, all day

Got some bad bitches on the way

Hit it, then quit it, but shorty still wanna stay

Had to break it down and tell her, "Nah, no way" (No way)

Nah, nah, no way (No way)

Aye

Servin' fiends like a waiter

Tryna get this check up

Savin' all this cheddar so I can get a Beretta

And put it under my sweater

Bad bitch wanna touch but nah, ain't gonna let her

(Nah, nah, no way)

See that real shit, we on it

I grind all night till the mornin'

That pussy, she keep on callin'

I'm comin', headshot, no warning, uh

And now you're tellin' me to slow it down?

I call her 'Thotiana' every time she bust down

Just wanna fuck and she tryna get dicked down

They wanna cuff but sorry, baby, gotta cut now

Shorty tryna cuff (Nah, nah, no way)

The feds wanna talk (Nah, nah, no way)

Opp block trynna score (Nah, nah, no way)

They taking trips around the hood

We doing laps around the hood

Shorty tryna cuff (Nah, nah, no way)

The feds wanna talk (Nah, nah, no way)

Opp block trynna score (Nah, nah, no way)

They taking trips around the hood

We doing laps around the hood

What's this talk about peace? We can beef it out

I always pack them blades before I leave the house

With a couple o's, still gotta feed the trap

More money, more drama, heaps of beef with that

Tell a ****, "What's good?" (What's goodie?)

I come straight from the hood (Black trackies, black hoodies)

Always keep a bally on me, in case a pussy try to run up

I'ma kick him back down to the hood, he tryna come up

Step on toes around here, you get got (Boom boom)

My hittas got the block on a headlock (Gang shit)

And if they ain't paying up, we at the door like (Knock, knock, knock)

My hittas run the ball up like (Bah, bah, bah)

I'm pulling up with the mandem (Squad)

Doin' gang shit, tryna take out the trap game

Tax dem runners, let 'em know that we packin'

Aiming for a milli 'cause you know that I'm stackin

We don't fence-sit 'cause we are the drillas (Aye)

70/60, lad, them heavy hittas (Gang)

All my opps bitches, ha, they ain't with it

Lord, please forgive me for all of my drillings (Give me love)

Caught up with money in the streets

Pussy tryna talk peace, I said, "Fuck that, I want beef" (Fuck them)

Why you beating 'round the bush? (Huh?)

You know where to find me

I'm straight FTA

They call me 'Twista T'

Shorty tryna cuff (Nah, nah, no way)

The feds wanna talk (Nah, nah, no way)

Opp block trynna score (Nah, nah, no way)

They taking trips around the hood

We doing laps around the hood

Shorty tryna cuff (Nah, nah, no way)

The feds wanna talk (Nah, nah, no way)

Opp block trynna score (Nah, nah, no way)

They taking trips around the hood

We doing laps around the hood

(Nah, nah, no way)

(Nah, nah, no way)

(Nah, nah, no way)

They taking trips around the hood

We doing laps around the hood