Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Explanation, artist - Cousin Stizz. Album song Suffolk County, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 01.06.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
No Explanation |
Here’s the shit I can’t explain |
My niggas dodging their arraignment |
Took the rental out of state |
Here’s some shit I can’t explain |
Aye. |
Aye… |
Here’s some shit I can’t explain |
My niggas dodging their arraignments |
We took the rental out of state |
Migrated to trapping location |
Crooked 12s took some drugs from us |
Left my niggas on the road |
We took them loses, how that go |
Cause we just sticking to the code |
Now here’s some things I can’t explain |
This flat just knock me out my brain |
Your bitch just hit me up again |
I’ll leave that to her to explain |
As long as I’m still with the gang |
As long as I don’t ever change |
There’s nothing left that needs explaining |
There’s nothing left that needs explaining |
Told these niggas I ain’t playing |
They always think it’s a game |
I’m just living what I’m saying |
Still got shooters like the range |
I don’t ever be complaining |
You be throwing allegations |
Kush and money got me fragrance |
I’m your favorite’s favorite, favorite’s favorite |
Yeah I had to bring them O’s with me |
Brought the work to all the shows with me |
Brought my niggas from the hood with me |
Told my niggas they all good with me |
My cousin riding with a full semi |
And they all wish a nigga would with me |
All these rappers think they knew stizzy |
But they just bringing out the bool in me |
Here’s some shit I can’t explain |
My niggas dodging their arraignments |
We took the rental out of state |
Migrated to trapping location |
Crooked 12s took some drugs from us |
Left my niggas on the road |
We took them loses, how that go |
Cause we just sticking to the code |
Now here’s some things I can’t explain |
This just knock me out my brain |
Your bitch just hit me up again |
I’ll leave that to her to explain |
As long as I’m still with the gang |
As long as I don’t ever change |
There’s nothing left that needs explaining |
There’s nothing left that needs explaining |
100-something on the highway |
I’m doing numbers still my way |
We party like it’s a Friday |
You just look funny like Friday |
Smoking like every day high day |
Leaning like I had my thigh break |
Niggas can’t reach up to my space |
Because they’re more old news than myspace |
Invited your bitch out to my place |
All for that throat imma violate |
I got my own on my mine man |
All of this stress give me migraines |
This ain’t the time to be shy baby |
You can hop out of this ride baby |
Ahead of my time but far from my prime |
I know the world gon' be my baby |
Here’s some shit I can’t explain |
My niggas dodging their arraignments |
We took the rental out of state |
Migrated to trapping location |
Crooked 12s took some drugs from us |
Left my niggas on the road |
We took them loses, how that go |
Cause we just sticking to the code |
Now here’s some things I can’t explain |
This just knock me out my brain |
Your bitch just hit me up again |
I’ll leave that to her to explain |
As long as I’m still with the gang |
As long as I don’t ever change |
There’s nothing left that needs explaining |
There’s nothing left that needs explaining |