No Luv (feat. Big Scarr & Key Glock)

Wop

Yeah, yeah, yeah, ha, go

They say that I'm a clone, I'm not a human being (Well damn)

'Cause I can go numb and mute all my human feelings (Huh?)

Got a murder on my belt, it's holdin' up my denim (It's Gucci)

I'm keepin' the feds out my biz', you tryna put 'em in 'em (Racks)

You say you wanna square off, well, fuck it, square off (Well damn)

Choppa knock ya hair off, it turned ya bare off

I pray my haters get Corona, stop that coughin' on me (Yeah)

The last **** ran up on me in a coffin, homie (Damn)

I know the feds listen to me, they my competition

Couldn't beat me fair and square, so they recruited snitches (You snitches)

Put ya homie in the ICU, he needed stitches

Ya actin' gangster, but deep down, ya know y'all really bitches (Pussy)

I make it snowstorm, not a flurry, whip it in a hurry (Skrrt)

They say I did it, I'm so rich, I still crank up the jury (I crank it up)

They wanna hang me by the rafters like Vince Carter jersey (Vince)

Everybody broke, I could've retired early thirty (Woo)

Ran through like thirty million dollars in my early thirties (Huh?)

I rep the 6 like Julius Erving, showtime like Sam Perkins

These bitches eatin' these Percocets like they Boston Baked Beans (Wow)

Somebody pinch him 'cause he tryna be me, it's a dream (It's Gucci)

Uh, used to sell dope at the schoolhouse, look at me now, I'm a rich fuckin' dropout, yeah

Perkys in my mouth, now I pop out, pull up on ya block, everybody gettin' shot down, yup

Cartier shine when the lights out, he don't want the smoke, pussy **** better pipe down, uh

Got his main ****, he wanna fight now, hit it from the back with my Glock in a nightgown

You know how that go, ain't got shit for a bitch, I ain't got shit for a ho

New foreign coupe with the butterfly doors, made the bitch fly, see how fast we can go

They hate that I made this shit happen, I slept on a pallet, post at the trap with the ratchet

I used to fuck with them ratchets, but now I blew up, yeah, all of my bitches the baddest

I ain't savin' no ho, I'm a real-ass pimp, bands in my pocket, why I got a lil' limp

Bitch, I'm poppin' like grease, see my name on a blimp, pourin' out their heart, boy, these **** be simp (Go, yeah)

Pour a four in my Sprite, now I'm leanin', I face blunts back to back for no reason (Huh, woo)

Bitch, it's East Side, I know 'em, I'm bleedin', kush all in my lungs when I'm breathin', mmm, damn (Yeah)

I love a ho with a fat ass, boy, you a bitch wit' yo' rat ass (Go)

You stalkin' my shit wit' yo mad ass, like Mike Jackson, do it, you badass

Step off in this bitch, it's a light show, my diamonds hit without no lights though (Bling)

I love a thick bitch with no lipo, you hate me, your ho in my likes though (Ice)

You love on that ho, I would never, if she wanna ho, then I let her (Never)

I might stress me a bitch, never press her, all my guns, they come with a compressor

Thirty-two lighters all on my dresser, testin' me, I'ma get you together

Bitch, I'm thuggin' no matter the weather, So Icy, we flockin' together

Yeah, fly like a bird, fuck what you heard, bitch, I been makin' serves

Uh, big body swerve, I fucked up my Forgiato on the curve, uh (The fuck?)

Yeah, codeine got me slurred, I'm drinkin' too much, spilled this shit on my shirt, uh

Yeah, I ball with no jersey, young **** flexin', young ****, no splurgin' (Swish)

Uh, Lord, please have mercy, I got two bitches with me emergin'

Yeah, bitch, better go join the circus, who you think I is? I ain't buyin' no Birkin

My mama is the only lady I get a purse for, these Instagram bitches ain't nothin' but worrisome

I'm ridin' in a yellow Maybach, sippin' purple, and I got two straps on me, Glock, Urkel (Bah, bah)

Yeah, what the fuck you mean, huh? (Fuck you mean?)

Bitch, this a P.R.E., 1017, dream team, yeah (Bitch)

Bitch, I ball like Kareem, uh, and I'm 'bout my cream, yeah (Swish)

Uh, they say money talk, well, my diamonds do too and they sayin', "Bling," ****

So Icy, yeah