Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Heart , by - Kap G. Release date: 18.03.2020
Song language: English
No Heart |
| Supah Mario on the beat, nigga |
| Slatt |
| Keed talk to 'em |
| Yeah, I keep that Jimmy, got the Glock off in these skinnies (Woo) |
| Blue hundreds and rubber bands, I ain’t talking' Rollin' 60's (Uh-uh) |
| Pull up with a hundred shots, I came you’ll catch it |
| I just rocked a show, pop a backend then I stash it |
| Extra hundred in my Goyard, ooh |
| I got chips like poker, yeah |
| I just fucked that bitch, I tell these bitches I got no heart, yeah |
| Paint her face like Mozart, ooh, run this shit need more yards, yeah |
| Got a lil' mild bitch, don’t start (Don't start) |
| What you gon' do for this Goyard? |
| (Mm) |
| I like to pop me a perc and my bitch, she like fuckin' me early (She like |
| fuckin' me early) |
| I put that ice on my neck and I swear that it cost me a birdie (Cost me a |
| birdie) |
| 'Cause we do this shit, no rehearsal, yeah |
| I don’t give a fuck like a virgin, yeah |
| I met her shoppin' at Urban, yeah, I went and fucked her in person, yeah |
| Keed talk to 'em |
| We talk money, we talk fluent |
| They all tens, so I flew 'em |
| If you ain’t fuckin', what you doin'? |
| I’ma beat like Metro Boomin' |
| She got whitey 'round her nose, I go shoppin' when I’m low |
| Fuck it, hop up in the Ghost, I told Keed, «Vamanos,» yeah |
| You make the wrong move, they gon' wipe your nose (Wipe your nose) |
| I got them VV’s, them rose gold (VV's) |
| That bitch gon' ride me like rodeo (Yeah) |
| My bitch from Toronto like OVO, you actin' slow like you poured a four |
| Crib be so big, don’t know where to go, new Balmain, they from Tokyo (Balmain), |
| yeah |
| Yeah, I keep that Jimmy, got the Glock off in these skinnies (Woo) |
| Blue hundreds and rubber bands, I ain’t talking' Rollin' 60's (Uh-uh) |
| Pull up with a hundred shots, I came you’ll catch it |
| I just rocked a show, pop a backend then I stash it |
| Extra hundred in my Goyard, ooh |
| I got chips like poker, yeah |
| I just fucked that bitch, I tell these bitches I got no heart, yeah |
| Paint her face like Mozart, ooh, run this shit need more yards, yeah |
| Got a lil' mild bitch, don’t start (Don't start) |
| What you gon' do for this Goyard? |
| (Mm) |
| I been putting' up, yes, I been trendin' lately, ah (Trendin') |
| I be with the slime ball, hundred shots out the blickey |
| I be with Lil' Kelly, he’ll up the blickey (Blickey, blickey) |
| G-Star with Off-White jeans (Off-White), y’all niggas need level up |
| (Let's go, let’s go) |
| We was in the hotbox, told 'em leave some chips for us |
| Your diamonds, they all cool, told the ho «fruity pebbles», for us |
| I could stand up on it, it’s a YSL lifestyle only (YSL, YSL) |
| Yeah, racks all on me (Racks), tossin' it back like Tony |
| Bitch tryna act like she know me, I don’t know if these niggas police |
| So much Sprite, yeah, pour me, one white ho keep blowing' me |
| I just jumped down, ain’t no shirt on, came from the bottom but a nigga went up |
| (Keed talk to 'em) |
| Hit Clearport, jet goin' right up, gotta keep that .5 right near me, uh |
| Yeah, I keep that Jimmy, got the Glock off in these skinnies (Woo) |
| Blue hundreds and rubber bands, I ain’t talking' roller 60's (Uh-uh) |
| Pull up with a hundred shots, I came you’ll catch it |
| I just rocked a show, pop a backend then I stash it |
| Extra hundred in my Goyard, ooh |
| I got chips like poker, yeah |
| I just fucked that bitch, I tell these bitches I got no heart, yeah |
| Paint her face like Mozart, ooh, run this shit need more yards, yeah |
| Got a lil' mild bitch, don’t start (Don't start) |
| What you gon' do for this Goyard? |
| (Mm) |