Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Good, artist - Taylor JDate of issue: 22.07.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
No Good |
| I ask my momma why she hate my friends |
| She say they no good |
| Between me and all of em |
| We rob the whole hood |
| Fuck a class I got some knit |
| Stayed in the hallways |
| Now I never pay for zips |
| I came a long way |
| Rico say I smoke too much |
| I’m scared to see my lungs |
| Got some hoes with money now |
| Still got some in the slums |
| Riding round with all my tree |
| I got to get it nigga |
| All of this be gone by three |
| So what’s the ticket nigga |
| I’m the bad guy with a bad bitch with a nice ass and mad chips |
| We rollin weed in your mixtape, and I break it down on your tracklist |
| She got a boyfriend but he average |
| I spend a lot of my money with sacks fifth |
| I’m locked in on this rap shit |
| But I could still make a pack do a back flip |
| Fuck with me |
| I’m just riding round |
| Up to no good |
| I ain’t worried bout it |
| I’m good in yo hood |
| Couple different drugs on me |
| I might be yo plug |
| Might have a gun on me |
| I might hit yo mug |
| I’m just riding round |
| Up to no good |
| I ain’t worried bout it |
| I’m good in yo hood |
| Couple different drugs on me |
| I might be yo plug |
| Might have a gun on me |
| I might hit yo mug |
| I’m in these streets nigga |
| I’m bout that life partner |
| I got that thunder on me |
| Call that bitch Oklahoma |
| I got that work cooking |
| I know they smell the odor |
| I’m on that Miley Cyrus |
| I been there all morning |
| I got d’own head chopper, d’own head chopper |
| From the pawn shop |
| Eight under five men, call the ambulance, like the whole block |
| Lit up my left wrist, that’s every bit, about two block |
| Living that thug life, go against the grain like 2Pac |
| Ay I got horsepower, I smashed out on two cars |
| Vroom vroom, nigga give me room, got a foreign touring with a stash box |
| Stacked up with a bent and I blow half of that for the half nights |
| Prolly be in your hood with your goons on your block |
| Dose |
| I’m just riding round |
| Up to no good |
| I ain’t worried bout it |
| I’m good in yo hood |
| Couple different drugs on me |
| I might be yo plug |
| Might have a gun on me |
| I might hit yo mug |
| I’m in the hood with a pound of good |
| Smoke up every bud |
| I’m an East Atlanta vet but sippin Mississippi mud |
| Fuck a ho, bitch I told her snuh |
| I shoot in the club |
| Got my vodkas they gon' keep a buzz |
| Tell it to the judge |
| I’m the plug, Mr. such and such, cut off a nigga nuts |
| Selling kush like I’m in a rush |
| You snitches need to hush |
| She a slut, she just love to fuck, my diamonds make her blush |
| I need a rich bitch, tell Oprah Winfrey that I got a crush |
| If a pussy push me then up in my pistol is a must |
| If this AK hit em then it might just knock him out his chucks |
| I got this kush coming on this truck and I got these pints coming on this bus |
| And I got my truck locked down so tough that these niggas can’t even re-up |
| Gucci Mane, nigga look me up, six how much they bought me up |
| When I touch down I smoke pounds so street niggas can hook me up |
| Bitch your bitch wanna slide me up |
| I know the feds wanna snatch me up |
| Daffodil really gon doubt me up |
| Black on pussy, then smack me up |
| I’m just riding round |
| Up to no good |
| I ain’t worried bout it |
| I’m good in yo hood |
| Couple different drugs on me |
| I might be yo plug |
| Might have a gun on me |
| I might hit yo mug |