[Intro]
Ayy, T.J. roll up another blunt, bruh
Ya heard me?
Alright, let's do it
Mmm, mmm, yeah
I just wanna thank y'all hoes, thank y'all hoes
[Verse 1]
I used to be a lover boy (Damn)
That ho brought me to a savage (Savage)
Treat this ho like I'm a savage (A savage)
Fuck on your ho like a savage (Like a savage)
Yeah, she lovin' these racks
She lovin' these racks, I stay with them racks (Them racks)
Smokin' on that stupid pack (The pack)
Loud pack, can you smell that? (Smell that?)
[Chorus]
Kush pack, yeah, I'm blowin' that (Blowin' that)
Doing two hundred, I'm blowin' that (Yoom)
Yeah, you ridin' in that pluck-pluck (Pluck-pluck)
I just pulled up in that Tonka truck (That Tonka)
Hop in that motherfucker fresh as fuck (Fresh as fuck)
Big racks, shirty hangin' out (Hangin' out)
Big .30, yeah, it's hangin' out (.30)
With the gang everywhere I go, yeah, we hangin' out (Gang)
Yeah, these bitches they choose
They niggas hatin', give they ass the blues (The blues)
Nigga wanna play blues the clues
Your ho wanna fuck and you didn't have a clue (Damn)
[Verse 2]
I would hate to be you
You broke as fuck and your ho know it too (Damn)
And you lame as a fool, your whole gang look lame too (Lame)
Damn, I'm racked up (Racked), stackin' my money up (Racked up)
Condo, nigga, I'm flexin' up (Flexin')
All these whips and I'm icy, bruh (Icy)
I know your ho, yeah, she liking us (She bad)
Yeah, you know this that gang shit (Gang)
And we don't fuck with that lame shit (Lame shit)
And you is not the pyramid (Pyramid)
I'm in the block where you can't go in (I swear)
Yeah (Uh-huh), you feeling that? (Feeling that?)
Smokin' that gas, can you hear that? (That loud)
Loud pack, ooh, it's that loud pack (That loud)
Smokin' that anthrax (Anthrax)
In the Maybach, yeah, we kick back (Kick back)
Hoes just say wanna suck that (Just wanna suck that)
I know that they love that (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Kush pack, yeah, I'm blowin' that (Blowin' that)
Doing two hundred, I'm blowin' that (Yoom)
Yeah, you ridin' in that pluck-pluck (Pluck-pluck)
I just pulled up in that Tonka truck (That Tonka)
Hop in that motherfucker fresh as fuck (Fresh as fuck)
Big racks, shirty hangin' out (Hangin' out)
Big .30, yeah, it's hangin' out (.30)
With the gang everywhere I go, yeah, we hangin' out (Gang)
Yeah, these bitches they choose
They niggas hatin', give they ass the blues (The blues)
Nigga wanna play blues the clues
Your ho wanna fuck and you didn't have a clue (Damn)
[Verse 3]
Mmm, damn (Damn), mmm (Mmm), damn (Damn)
Mmm (Damn), too bad (Too bad), well (Well), you sad (You sad)
Yeah (Yeah), you mad (You mad), I'm not (I'm not), too bad (Too bad)
Everywhere I go you hatin' on me (Hatin' on me)
Yeah, I heard that you hatin' on me (You hatin' on me)
Yeah, I heard that you plottin' on me (You plottin' on me)
Yeah, sucker, lil' lame nigga (Lil' lame nigga), yeah, you mad (You mad)
Your ho wanna fuck and you ain't gang, nigga (Ain't gang, nigga)
Huh? (Gang, gang) Nah (Nah), this is not a pluck-pluck (Uh-uh)
Nah, this is not a Buick (What?), yeah, bitch, this is a 'Cat (Is a 'Cat)
Nah, this not a scat pack (Uh-uh)
Yeah, yeah, I walk around with the big racks (With the big racks)
They say I don't know how to act (Racks, racks)
Well I got them racks (Racks)
[Chorus]
Kush pack, yeah, I'm blowin' that (Blowin' that)
Doing two hundred, I'm blowin' that (Yoom)
Yeah, you ridin' in that pluck-pluck (Pluck-pluck)
I just pulled up in that Tonka truck (That Tonka)
Hop in that motherfucker fresh as fuck (Fresh as fuck)
Big racks, shirty hangin' out (Hangin' out)
Big .30, yeah, it's hangin' out (.30)
With the gang everywhere I go, yeah, we hangin' out (Gang)
Yeah, these bitches they choose
They niggas hatin', give they ass the blues (The blues)
Nigga wanna play blues the clues
Your ho wanna fuck and you didn't have a clue (Damn)
[Outro]
Mmm, well, that's the end of that story
And that's a wrap
No Clue was written by Pi’erre Bourne & Young Nudy.
No Clue was produced by Pi’erre Bourne.
Young Nudy released No Clue on Fri May 05 2017.