No Hook

Nigga be balling like D Rose
Still in the trap and I run it like Ne-Yo
You cannot lie that I'm [?]
Just beat a case and I don't need no PO
Bitch take a trip, go to Rio
Everybody fake, I don't fuck with y'all people
I ain't never fucked with a Leo
Bitch giving top, make love to my peep hole
Still in the hood, rep the [?]
Wrist cold as fuck got the temp below zero
Saving these hoes like a hero
Nigga down bad I'ma toss him to street [?]
Get a whip back, fuck a repo
Bought to buy a whip off a weekend [?]
Catching these plays like I'm Teo
Gone off the drink, young nigga feel [?]
Rocking these bullets like hobbits
These niggas be acting, you still drinking [?]
Finessing the package, I need the deposit
[?] in the way that I lost it
Nigga I'm [?], that's why I sell weight
Fast money, cash money [?] I'm straight
Quarterback brick, touchdown we counting cake
Nigga like [?] walk around with the K
You don't know your place
You don't know the game
You don't know state
You ain't got the fame
Still in the hood but you don't know the game
Thought this shit was sweet, click-clack-bang
[?] I found out where you stay
[?], you gon' get sprayed
Weatherman clips, let the chopper rain
I don't feel no pain, [?] the same ayy
No I don't answer that bitch out of place
[?] so cold that I murdered the case
All of my links got addicted to bass
Fuck with your preference, I'm here to get cake
Talking to me while I'm draped [?]
Killers behind me, you niggas ain't safe
Motherfuck 12, I ain't fucking with jakes
Need the [?], I don't care what it takes
Big face watch, no tick-tock
Look at the wristwatch
Still back the hood when the shit pop
Watch your bank, I'ma wrist pop
Still keep a Ziploc
Nigga got bands like Slipknot
Maserati sittin' like a hoe
Nigga hit my phone asking can I sell him dope
Fucked a bitch once now she acting like she woke
Still on the poles, diamonds jumping on the boat
Water water dripping, wish upon a coffin
Tell me that you modest, I been with the goblins
[?] with the soda counting up deposits
Even though I'm slowing money never stopping
[?] trip out the country
I need a xan in my gummy
Bad lil bitch straight from London, a dummy
She ready I'm running, she claim that she love me
[?] Atlantic ayy
And she think that my temper romantic ayy
The car that I'm in might be slanted ayy
Your bitch in my crib getting hammered ayy
I told to make me a sandwich
She know that I'm not bout the antics
I told her I'm not good with manners
I been all alone on this planet