No Hook

I’m gonna keep it lowkey yeah I ain’t no foe. 
But if you fuck with my family…shit you already know. 
I’m dropping elbows on you hoes. 
I’ll be jumping out the sky R E Y Mysterio. 
Here we go. 

If you fuck with me I’ll grill you like Denny’s. 
Take one wrong step and I’ll hit you with this semi. 
Hold up your bitch just walked by me. 
That ass is fat, it’s a turner like it’s name was Timmy. 

You gonna run whenever I pull up
I’m shitting on you fuckers I think I might need a pull up
And you know I always rise above the bar like I’m doing a pull up

Peeker picker piper pepper pan. 
Yeah uh I love all my fans. 
I hope they don’t go crazy and drive off the bridge like Stan. 
But they know I’m friendly like your neighborhood Spider Man. 

When I come around the ops always be hiding. 
And my flow they always be biting. 
To your bitch I’m taking a liking. 
My dick is her cup of Joe, not talking about Biden. 

Got that spine I’m toting. 
On this beat I’m floating. 
Yeah these bars ain’t broken. 
This J got me spaced out like a semi colon. 

Sometimes I think she was the best I ever had. 
But I see your boy is going out sad. 
You know life ain’t so bad. 
Life’s gonna be grand like my fathers dad. 

To the top I’m soaring. 
Dropped 100 on your head like Wilt Chamberlain. 
The ops are always hating. 
But they if fuck with me I’ll put this 4 5 to their chest like Michael Jordan. 
I need some actavis, I just spilled wock on my wrist,  fucked your bitch, I got lean on her tits. 
You bought a Challenger, I bought a Lamborghini, it came with the windows tinted and stick shift. 
I call my gun actavis, it leave you leaning like you bought a 2 liter and poured a ten. 
My hand on my ratchet, yes, I’m about that action, it’s not a pump action, it’s a 40 with extended clip. 

Yeah this Gucci is rare, they stop and stare. 
I remember pulling up in the Cavalier. 
I remember driving off that drank, I can’t steer. 
Smoking on that loud pack bitch I can’t hear. 

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