Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Slack, artist - Kid Ink. Date of issue: 30.03.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
No Slack |
| I made history, you told that |
| Realest shit I wrote in my notepad |
| Ain’t left 'bout the game, nigga no stats |
| Cut the cheque, no I don’t cut 'em no slack |
| Put that shit on wax, you know 'bout the grind |
| I put in work in that overtime |
| Clocking in at 9, clocking out at 9 |
| Cut the motherfuckin' cheque, get to shoppin' now |
| Here we go again, smoke up 'til the sunny sky |
| I ain’t been to sleep since the other night |
| My baby know I’m always late to supper times |
| So she leave it in the stove with the oven light on |
| Keep it warm for a nigga 'til I’m back home |
| Put it to my mouth like a saxophone |
| Batphone, text on the Samsung |
| And the realest shit I wrote was a ransom |
| Young, handsome nigga with a hand full of money |
| I blow it baby, if you bust a dance move |
| Drive my tyre in Miami Vice on a boat |
| Blazin', no tyres, no buttons, just my tattoos |
| How I’m feelin', play like I invented |
| I brought the old me back for new beginnings |
| Where we from now make it to my lifespan |
| And you could blame my daddy if I’m actin' light skinned |
| I made history, you told that |
| Realest shit I wrote in my notepad |
| Ain’t left 'bout the game, nigga no stats |
| Cut the cheque, no I don’t cut 'em no slack |
| My ambitions in designer, Dolce & Gabanna |
| All this courtesy champagne while I’m shoppin' |
| Got a nigga thrown, I’m 'bout buy the whole store |
| In the dressin' room, bitch keep peakin' through the door |
| Bathroom break, prolly' sneakin', geekin' on the low |
| Skiin' through the slopes, one thing is for sure |
| You ain’t gotta say yes if I offer you the drugs |
| I’m a bad influence but I’m better than I was, baby |
| Used to hit the dirty money with the suds |
| Now I walk over the road, big show in the club, baby |
| My mama tell me never fear no one |
| Grab the blunt by the neck and I chokeslam |
| Might show up to the beach with my own sand |
| I brought the whole thing and these hoes in |
| Kurt Cobain, you know where the shot go |
| I just need a refill, I’m tryna reload |
| I made history, you told that |
| Realest shit I wrote in my notepad |
| Ain’t left 'bout the game, nigga no stats |
| Cut the cheque, no I don’t cut 'em no slack |
| Realest shit I wrote in my notepad |