No Profile

[Verse]
I beat a lot of niggas in the race, I was unknown, I ain't have a profile
I'm still profiling, so it's fuck the pigs
I'm off that porch, so this music shit the only gig
Whip the Glock out and knock out all the nigga gigabytes
She gon' try to snuggle up with me when it's cold at night
Just because you see him doing it, that don't make it right
Me and my BMM brothers walking through the light
Me and my brothers going up at the perfect time
Putting in the work on the mic, always on my grind
This bitch mad at me, 'cause I could never find time
Making all these songs and they aging like fine wine
Bagged an Asian ho' and I think the bitch from Taiwan
Everybody know Bloody!, only a couplе of niggas know Taiwan
Niggas troll on the mic, I gun from the woods
I gun a nigga down if they playing with thе boys
I'm in love with ya, I'm not playing with your soul
Bad bitch on me and she got pretty toes
Your bitch on me and she got a nice throat
Young nigga do this shit, bitch, I'm on flex mode
In love with my hood bitch, plus I'm getting hood rich
Toting on the grip, yeah, sipping lean, I sip, yeah
She want to take a ride, a little ride on my dick, yeah
Nigga talking down, I'll send a hound to come get ya