No photos

Chorus:

I don’t wanna take no photos
I just wanna bounce like pogo
If a new girl wanna try me, coming my way
I say “Oh, no no”
I don’t wanna take no photos
Your vibe an ouroboros
If a mother fucker wanna try me, coming my way
Take shots, no photos (x2)

Verse:

(I’m) Always taking shots with the shutter flow, right?
“Last album just ain’t cut it, tho”, right?
“Why you always fucking on my mother, tho?”, right?
“Why you bragging, tho, you know you got no money, bro”, right?
Fuck your nitpicks, dipshits, one ear out the other
Man, who gives a fuck if I ain’t ever come up from the gutter?
I’m a passionate musician with a tendency for rage
(They) Only wanting fast flows put down on the page
“Fuck it, I’m ready to battle, I’m up on the saddle”
FUCK THAT SHIT
I’LL SAY WHAT I WISH AT THE PACE I PREFER
YOU CAN SHAME ME, FLAME ME, CALL ME A MUMBLER
BUT I’LL RISE AGAIN LIKE THE FUCKING FIREBIRD
I’m taking flight, you’re taking bites, little Trippie wannabе
Whether new wavе or old heads, I bring a killing spree
Here that, Scuffboy? You ain’t safe yet
You’re fucked! (Which is ironic, cuz you hate gay men)
I’ve stifled drives with the rage I brought
Reconnected with $$TAKK, tho, we’re cool tho we fought
Cuz arguments years ago shouldn’t impact me
But I can’t pretend that the hate makes me happy
I’m thick skulled, quick to draw blades
Writing my quips all day
But here’s my mantra, lil bitch:
“I’ll say what I wanna say”

Chorus:

I don’t wanna take no photos
I just wanna bounce like pogo
If a new girl wanna try me, coming my way
I say “Oh, no no”
I don’t wanna take no photos
Your vibe an ouroboros
If a mother fucker wanna try me, coming my way
Take shots, no photos (x2)