Lyrics No Love - Fetty Luciano

No Love

Haah
Yah
Ssshhh
Free my gang
Woo
They ain’t know we still sell drugs (Still sell drugs, sshh, yah)
They know the feds still listenin' (Yah), and fuck the bitches that didn’t want
to show love (Yah)
Woo
They still hopin' and wishin' that they can get to me (Yah, yah)
Woo
No they can’t get to me
And I’m still screamin', «Free my niggas in the prison» (Free the 9, gllllttttt)
Wishin' they was here with me (Woo)
Bust in the trap, trynna get it back, hop in the coupe with a MAC (Coupe with a
MAC)
Talkin' and rap gon' get you clapped
Bitch nigga, I am the bag (Bag)
I’m in LA, headed to the bank, I’m in the back of the Wraith (Headed to the
bank, woo)
Trapping the Range, holding the cage, screamin', «Free Tay-K» (Bah)
Gettin' shmoney is the motto, all these bitches follow (Woo, shmoney)
And they down to bust it open and they love to swallow (Bitch they love to
swallow)
Bitch, I am a Don, I’m no fucking Capo (Bitch I’m a Don)
I’mma bust like John Gotti, don’t get Castellano (Castellano)
So don’t be hesitant, I move just like the president (I move just like the
president)
I’m still runnin' by bad bitches when I’m steppin' in (Woo woo)
My Rollie president
Diamonds is bussin' in (Shine)
Understand?
They don’t wanna see a felon win (Yah)
(Woo, woo, yah, woo, woo, ssshhh, never)
Glltt
They ain’t know we still sell drugs (Still sell drugs, sshh)
They know the feds sitll listenin' (Yah), and fuck the bitches that didn’t want
to show love (Fuck them bitches)
Woo (Yah)
They still hopin' and wishin' that they can get to me (Yah, yah)
Woo
No they can’t get to me
And I’m still screamin', «Free my niggas in the prison» (Free the 9, gllllttttt)
Wishin' they was here with me (Woo)
They didn’t never understand, gettin' shmoney was the plan (Never understand)
Get it by any means, bust it down with my mans (Bust it down)
They didn’t never understand, gettin' shmoney was the plan (Shmoney)
And I still shmoney dance, bussin' off on 'em Xans (Woo woo)
Catch a opp, but I never opt, never talk about it, oh no (Nah)
Roll up on you, I’m in a big body, it’s a Maybach movin' slow (Yah)
Got big sticks, we don’t miss shit (Glllttt), we hit a nigga then we go (Rraa
bow bow bow)
Dwag got a chopper on the door, move or we gon' blow (Bah, woo)
They ain’t know we still sell drugs (Still sell drugs, Sshh)
They know the feds sitll listenin' (Yah), and fuck the bitches that didn’t want
to show love (Fuck them bitches)
Woo (Yah)
They still hopin' and wishin' that they can get to me (Yah, yah)
Woo
No they can’t get to me
And I’m still screamin', «Free my niggas in the prison» (Free the 9, gllllttttt)
Wishin' they was here with me (Woo)