Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Vest, artist - Mick Jenkins.
Date of issue: 18.04.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
No Vest |
I don’t need no vest |
I don’t need no microphone, I say it with my chest |
I don’t need no microscope, I seen it from the nosebleeds |
3K already told me, ain’t no sniffin' rosebuds |
Shawty smell like shit, huh |
I can not smell nothing but this indica |
Stumble through the party with my wisdom tucked |
Seen you with your shit out, made you give it up |
I don’t need no vest |
Niggas say they Curry, niggas say they Ron Artest |
Niggas really shoot like Dion Waiters, it’s a mess |
Beyond hatin' at this point ain’t never had a major stress |
The dodgin' shit I feel like Neo, nigga |
Tryna put me in a box, hop out like Nemo, nigga |
Got the same ones from the block and I don’t need more niggas |
Every time you think it’s squad here come like three more niggas |
Run this shit like The Godfather, the Don Vito, nigga |
Got the function goin' up like I don’t see no ceilin' |
Like it’s winter in it- |
I don’t see no vest |
I don’t got no reason, ain’t no way I’m not protect |
Heard they gone do what? |
My nigga, I don’t see no threat |
Heard that we next up that’s why our feet be on they necks |
Heard they on alert, my shirt cool, I don’t need no vest |
The label never came like Trinidad James |
Bounce and break your back, when I crack like Bane |
You hang out with rats, nigga Donald Duck and Mickey |
12 had us runnin' up the block like Ricky |
Run the fade, hats gettin tilted like Ray J |
I wanna play, I want all the smoke like Dre Day |
It feel like a vacay when I’m in your city |
Shoulda seen you creepin' from the side like Biggie |
I don’t see no vest |
I don’t got no reason, ain’t no way I’m not protect |
Heard they gone do what? |
My nigga, I don’t see no threat |
Heard that we next up that’s why our feet be on they necks |
Heard they on alert, my shirt cool, I don’t need no vest |
Forever sayin' less if I don’t know you well |
Turned 18 in a holdin' cell |
I been dodgin' time like The Matrix |
Broke the rules and got by like the Patriots |
Gas fumes, you got high off the fragrance (Got high) |
Cash rules, who am I to disobey it? |
(Who am I?) |
Papoose, Remy love me, so aggressive, Tesla |
I been self-driven, don’t need help |
Made man, ain’t sweet, one room service I spent days in |
I feel like a pretty bitch, I’m eatin' off the looks |
Handlebars in here the Willie Smith, Carlton in how they shook |
Droppin' jewels like a pirate gettin' wavy with some crooks |
I don’t see no vest |
I don’t got no reason, ain’t no way I’m not protect |
Heard they gone do what? |
My nigga, I don’t see no threat |
Heard that we next up that’s why our feet be on they necks |
Heard they on alert, my shirt cool, I don’t need no vest |