Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No More, artist - YNW Melly. Album song We All Shine, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 17.01.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: P2019
Song language: English
No More |
| Can’t believe this ho made you her crash dummy |
| The way you act, that ho pussy better be squirtin' out money |
| Platinum diamond, VVS' payin' taxes or somethin' |
| But it’s okay, I understand, you just couldn’t keep it a hunnid |
| While you locked up somebody else shovin' that dick in her stomach |
| I can’t be beefin' bout these bitches, bruh, this shit gettin' old |
| Knowin' that pussy stainless steel, but yet you treat it like gold |
| They been showin' me that these niggas ain’t real (Ain't real, fuck nigga) |
| Get caught up with that time, they gon' squeal (Gon' squeal) |
| These bitches ain’t shit, these niggas ain’t real (Ain't real) |
| Keep playin', your ass fuck 'round and get killed |
| What’s goin' on, bro, I heard you been trippin' (Was trippin') |
| I thought you kept it real from beginnin' |
| Until I heard that track you made and I came to some suspicions |
| I can’t believe to my surprise, one of my woadies sneak dissin' |
| Yeah, you turned cold, I can’t fuck with you |
| It’s like that Molly done turned you into a fuck nigga |
| Hold up, wait, bro, pose for the picture |
| You officially have been framed as a fuck nigga |
| And that’s truth, this… ain’t fuckin' with you at all |
| And Lil Baby snapped, but this fuck nigga ain’t my dawg |
| That ain’t my dawg no more |
| That ain’t my dawg (No) |
| That ain’t my dawg no more (Nah) |
| I ain’t tryna get in my feelings, but damn (But damn) |
| What’s goin' on, bro? |
| I thought you was fam (Was fam) |
| And you mad at me about a bitch Instagram (Like damn) |
| Got me like, «What the fuck wrong with—» |
| I can’t be fuckin' with none of these niggas |
| 'Cause all of these niggas be actin' like bitches |
| You know that I’m straight out of Indian River |
| I don’t give no fuck about none of these niggas |
| We just tryna run up this mothafuckin' skrilla |
| All of my niggas, they really some killers |
| See you a pussy, I used to fuck with you |
| But then you turned cold on me, nigga what’s up? |
| I cannot go, oh, oh like that (I can’t go like that) |
| Can’t believe you switched up like a ho like that |
| Like bruh, I know you ain’t got many hoes like that |
| I would have let you have the bitch |
| I would have let you smash the bitch |
| I don’t give a fuck, nigga (What?) |
| 'Cause you’re still a fuck nigga (What?) |
| And that time you let me hold your pistol |
| You should have bucked, nigga |
| Wait, I should’ve bucked you, nigga |
| But now I’m feelin' like fuck you, nigga (Fuck you) |
| And if this chopper ever catch you, it’s hungry |
| It eat your bitch ass up for supper, nigga (Yum, yum, yum, yum) |
| Sometimes I wake up and I be in my feelings all night |
| Sometimes tell that I was reminiscin' |
| All of these bitches, they wasn’t even missin' me |
| Now they all on me and they tryna kiss me |
| I thought that we were 51−50, but you could never be with us |
| These niggas claim they fuck with us, but really be the enemy |
| I ain’t tryna get in my feelings, but damn (But damn) |
| What’s goin' on, bro? |
| I thought you was fam (Was fam) |
| And you mad at me about a bitch Instagram (Like damn) |
| Got me like, «What the fuck wrong with him?» |
| Tryna beef over some pussy, that’s funny (That's funny) |
| Can’t believe this ho made you her crash dummy |
| The way you act, that ho pussy better be squirtin' out money |
| Platinum diamond, VVS' payin' taxes or somethin' |
| But it’s okay, I understand, you just couldn’t keep it a hunnid |
| And you just couldn’t keep it a hunnid |