Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Accident, artist - Yung Bans. Album song Yung Bans, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 30.12.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Foundation
Song language: English
No Accident |
Yeah |
Ayy, yeah |
Know what I’m sayin, this shit crazy |
Tables turned, know what I’m sayin' |
Was just down badly and shit |
Now I’m up now, know what I’m sayin' |
I don’t want no features from you lame ass rappers |
These niggas they mumble, I rap better than them |
This shit my own |
Yeah |
I don’t shoot on accident |
Pull up with that MAC and shit |
I rock Gucci, Raf, and shit |
My bitch bool, she baddest bitch |
Stack my paper up like bricks |
I stayed down for all this shit |
I can’t go out like no bitch |
I ain’t goin' out like Mitch |
All my niggas ride for me |
Try your luck with robbin' me |
Keep a Glock, a .223 |
Bitch you had a whole thing |
I ain’t serve no bricks or bales |
But nigga, that’s what my name mean |
Boy, your name don’t hold no weight |
Ain’t see your ass up in the streets |
If a nigga don’t know my name he probably on the same thing |
No face, no case, I don’t know you, don’t speak |
Most these niggas crash dummies, they just wanna be seen |
Send lil' buddy on a mission, I’ma make him slide for free |
I be stackin' up this paper, make 'em play Monopoly |
I ain’t worried 'bout these bitches, but these bitches jockin' me |
Girl, it’s been a long day, get on top of me |
She gon' fuck and she gon' suck, I bust a nut, it’s time to leave |
I ain’t nothin' like these niggas, honestly, I’m too street |
Still stickin' to the code, I guess it’s just me |
I rock Ksubi, Raf Simons, might designer OD |
I was juggin' out the trenches, made a hundred on our street |
I don’t shoot on accident |
Pull up with that MAC and shit |
I rock Gucci, Raf, and shit |
My bitch bool, she baddest bitch |
Stack my paper up like bricks |
I stayed down for all this shit |
I can’t go out like no bitch |
I ain’t goin' out like Mitch |
All my niggas ride for me |
Try your luck with robbin' me |
Keep a Glock, a .223 |
Bitch you had a whole thing |
I ain’t serve no bricks or bales |
But nigga, that’s what my name mean |
Boy, your name don’t hold no weight |
Ain’t see your ass up in the streets |
In the streets, nigga |
Up in the streets, nigga |
This shit an ocean, man, this shit can get deep, nigga |
My homies solid, I can’t hang around no weak niggas |
Shit get ugly, niggas turn into police niggas (For real) |
I’m a beast nigga, I’ma eat niggas (Yeah) |
To be a boss, you gotta get it by any means, nigga |
I hit the block soon as I turned 15, nigga |
I done did some shit that you probably won’t believe, nigga |
Y’all niggas be on cappin' shit |
Y’all niggas be on rappin' shit |
I can’t even fuck with it |
I stay back from all this shit |
I stay back from all these bitches |
Money so long, money so long, so long |
Yeah, I don’t shoot on accident |
Yeah, I can’t go out like no bitch |
I stay down for all the riches |
Nigga, I don’t want no features |
Bans |
Ain’t no love, nigga |