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Scorey & Polo G
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Scorey & Lil Poppa
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[Intro]
We were already checkin' out though
Why you saying you calling the police, bro, you mad?
Why you saying you calling the police, bro, you mad?
Chill aight, chill aight?
[Chorus]
Uh, like fuck 12, I ain't givin' no names
He in that cell fuckin' with the dope game
Chopper Adele, love the way that pole sing
They gave him shells, he got hit from close range
Heavy clientele, love it when that phone ring
Fuck what he yell, he ain't put in no pain
All by myself, hop out when the door swing
Bro give him hell, he just like to torch things, uh
[Verse 1]
Tell me who you rockin' with, so we can hit they block and spin it
Hang with the opposites, then he gon' hear that chopper spittin'
Crash 'bout that guap, I'm wit' it, splash at his top and split it
Max love to hop out, hittin', masked up with all my villains
Nobody loved me back when I ain't have a bowl to piss in
Couldn't get no ride before I got up on this road to riches
Stuck by my lonely with this nine, don't need no co-defendant
Ain't no support, got on my grind, nobody loaned a penny
[Chorus]
Uh, like fuck 12, I ain't givin' no names
He in that cell fuckin' with the dope game
Chopper Adele, love the way that pole sing
They gave him shells, he got hit from close range
Heavy clientele, love it when that phone ring
Fuck what he yell, he ain't put in no pain
All by myself, hop out when the door swing
Bro give him hell, he just like to torch things, uh
[Verse 2]
I been on that paper trail, never was a school guy
Grindin' 'til my pockets double-stuffed just like a Moon Pie
Hop out with that glizzy, turnin' blocks, you went, just you and I
I've been screamin', "4TS," but still rock with my Coolidge guys
We could get it, do or die, yours or mine, set it up
We got all the switches and them forty-fives, hella guns
I won't drop a diss, I tell them shooters slide, wet 'em up
My brodie got hit, you know them savages ain't lettin' up
[Chorus]
Uh, like fuck 12, I ain't givin' no names
He in that cell fuckin' with the dope game
Chopper Adele, love the way that pole sing
They gave him shells, he got hit from close range
Heavy clientele, love it when that phone ring
Fuck what he yell, he ain't put in no pain
All by myself, hop out when the door swing
Bro give him hell, he just like to torch things, uh
[Outro]
Like fuck 12, I ain't givin' no names
Chopper Adele, love the way that pole sing
No Names was written by John Luther & Taz Taylor & Nash Beats & Scorey.
No Names was produced by Taz Taylor & Nash Beats & John Luther.