No Stress

[Intro]

I'm gon' be yawning
Leave in the morning
Tell her leave in the morning

[Chorus]

I got what you need
Good dick and good weed
Come over to the crib ain't nothing to talk about
I hope you ready to eat
Yea, yea
Got a couple pink percs let's get on it
Fresh tats, no shirt yea you want it
Ain't no nigga like me out here let's be honest
Type of nigga have you [?] in a [?]
Let's get money, I ain't being you here to stress ya

[Bridge 1]

Got you whatever you want don't forget it
I know you want it so it ain't еver no pressure
I'll havе it done before you said it
And you know how I get it

[Verse 1]

Stack that, never backtrack, do the whole thing
[?] back, in the matte black, while the po rang
Even though I hate it when I know you know things
You know that's facts, when I come back, then we both bling
You said I do too much but I don't do enough
If I had it like that then you would have no worries
But you know your nigga gonna run it up
If times was tough you know I'm gonna fix it in a hurry
Yea, yea

[Bridge 2]

No percs, no stress
When I get T'd it seems I know what's best
I took so many xans I don't know how to forget
When depressed I don't take drugs I just plot on my baguette

[Chorus]

I got what you need
Good dick and good weed
Come over to the crib ain't nothing to talk about
I hope you ready to eat
Yea, yea
Got a couple pink percs let's get on it
Fresh checks, no shirt yea you want it
Ain't no nigga like me out here let's be honest
Type of nigga have you [?] in a [?]
Let's get money, I ain't being you here to stress ya

[Verse 2]

Go shopping, Ima put you in the best yeah
Match my fly ain't nothing less
Head so good I don't even need give me a test
(And she know she the best (ya))
No flex on papa
Already gotcha
Ain't no need to worry 'bout it
You know that I gotcha
Ruth Chris, your last nigga took you to Popeye's
You know that I'm bout it, look in my eyes
Me and you geekin' off the molly
If the [?] out there nigga then try me
And shit gets stolen it's only niggas from round me
My niggas say they love me, when I'm not around they down me

[Bridge 3]

No percs, no stress
When I get T'd it seems I know what's best
I took so many xans I don't know how to forget
When depressed I don't take drugs I just plot on my baguette

[Chorus]

I got what you need
Good dick and good weed
Come over to the crib ain't nothing to talk about
I hope you ready to eat
Yea, yea
Got a couple pink percs let's get on it
Fresh checks, no shirt yea you want it
Ain't no nigga like me out here let's be honest
Type of nigga have you [?] in a [?]
Let's get money, I ain't being you here to stress ya