No Lames

[Intro]
(Gotta lay off the peyote)
(He blessed me)
(Cypress)

[Chorus: Wallie the Sensei & YS]
All solid niggas, no lames with us
Never let a square come hang with us
We don't stay safe, stay dangerous
Can't none of these other niggas bang with us
And why he talkin' crazy? I don't know dog
I'm reckless with the strap, ain't got no limit like I'm O-Dog
Been had a bag, I been gettin' away before fraud
Still screamin' free my brothers thuggin' on the four yard

[Verse 1: Wallie the Sensei]
Remember me from high school? I don't know dog
Wallie and 30Shot, bitch, take your clothes off
I can shoot from down the street and knock his nose off
Spin around the block again and make sure that it's closed off
Kee Riche$ just pulled up with like ten bitches
Decisions on which one I wanna fuck, but
Decisions, I wish I could hit 'em all, but
I'm hittin', other one lickin' my balls, uh

[Chorus: Wallie the Sensei & YS]
All solid niggas, no lames with us
Never let a square come hang with us
We don't stay safe, stay dangerous
Can't none of these other niggas bang with us
And why he talkin' crazy? I don't know dog
I'm reckless with the strap, ain't got no limit like I'm O-Dog
Been had a bag, I been gettin' away before fraud
Still screamin' free my brothers thuggin' on the four yard

[Verse 2: Kee Riche$]
Look, the YG from my section, I gotta keep me a weapon
We trippin' if niggas pressin', assumin' if niggas guessin'
This clip like a ruler, we finna teach him a lesson
I'm a deuce-four baby, I put on for the section
He spent money on a chopper, well, that's money well spent
Rappin' 'bout the section, vibin' out to 4 Bent
Me and Wallie bagged some lil' hoes at the show (Yeah)
YS in the cut and shit, he always on go

[Verse 3: YS]
Ayy, I'm on go and I won't stop firin'
Ridin' with my dogs, fuck the law, we let shots fly
Bumpin' Kodak Black, but I was grippin' on a Glock 9
Hang a left, caught an opp slippin' at a stop sign
Guess it was his moment, shit, I caught him at the right time
I just bust down my wrist, I gotta let my ice shine
Pocket rocket for the pocket watchers tryna take mine
Heard that they was plottin', yeah, that's word through the grapevine
Shots fired, game time

[Chorus: Wallie the Sensei & YS]
All solid niggas, no lames with us
Never let a square come hang with us
We don't stay safe, stay dangerous
Can't none of these other niggas bang with us
And why he talkin' crazy? I don't know dog
I'm reckless with the strap, ain't got no limit like I'm O-Dog
Been had a bag, I been gettin' away before fraud
Still screamin' free my brothers thuggin' on the four yard