Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Face No Case , by - RJmrLA. Release date: 08.08.2019
Song language: English
No Face No Case |
| Lost a few friends and some enemies |
| Got some in the pen and they full of ink |
| They gossiping again, I know how niggas think |
| When I’m hopping out the Benz |
| I might get a lil' 'noid when I’m driving by the boys |
| But everybody got a choice |
| Boy, you know you gotta have poise |
| I’m the boy and the pockets on 'roids |
| Bitch, I be ducking police out in public, discreet |
| You fucking with me, can’t be fucking for free |
| Don’t fuck up my sheets, bitch, it cover my feet |
| Bitch, don’t throw shade on me, ho, I’m something to see |
| And my teeth full of winter, my drink getting chiller |
| My heater nine milla, wood grip with no splinter |
| You think you that nigga, it get deep, it get realer |
| You sleep on gorillas, no cap we could peel ya |
| I was woopin' the coupe, finna recoup on the woop |
| When I looked in my rearview, Johnny was on the lose |
| Had stripes on me too, I’m thinkin' what I’ma do |
| Should I hop out and shoot or take them on a pursuit? |
| Ain’t no face, ain’t no case |
| No DA’s, wasted away, hold on |
| (You know you done fucked up right?) |
| Call my lawyer |
| (Look, all they wanna know is where the guns and where the drugs at man?) |
| I got nothin' for ya |
| (Come on, they call you «Juice», we know you know where the guns at) |
| Call my lawyer |
| (We know it’s one of the red rag wearin' motherfuckers) |
| I got nothin' for ya |
| (You got a lovely family back at home, man, just help us help you out, come on) |
| I ain’t got nothing for you flat-footed Johnnies |
| I can’t hop out running 'cause my pants was on tightly |
| Thought about bussin' cause this handheld excite me |
| And pigs kill clear as day, do that shit nightly |
| I’m irie, tripping on shit but a flight seat |
| Mind be all up in the mix like a nine-piece |
| Sirens, louder than the bitch right behind me |
| My crimey showed me how to fish like a Pisces |
| This might be the perfect time to use my fundamentals |
| I think I’m militant because my grandpa was a general |
| License, registration, still they treat me like a criminal |
| Want me step out, so I hop out, lock my keys up in the middle |
| Shit real, need a search warrant just to see how it feels |
| Calling my lawyer before I’m calling my girl |
| I ain’t got shit for your dog to come smell |
| I ain’t taking no L’s, I ain’t worried 'bout bail |
| Ain’t no face, ain’t no case |
| No DA’s, wasted away, hold on |
| (You're making it very difficult for us RJ, come on, stop fuckin' around) |
| Call my lawyer |
| (The fuck you mean, call your lawyer? We’re gonna call him in a minute, |
| let us know what the fuck you know) |
| I got nothin' for ya |
| (Stop fucking around man, we know you know where the fuckers at) |
| Call my lawyer |
| (You ain’t gon' give us nothin' huh, that’s how you wanna fuckin' play it?) |
| I got nothin' for ya |
| (Fuck it, lets drop his ass off at 118th and Avalon CT got somethin' for that |
| ass, hahahaha) |