Lyrics No - Zelooperz

No

Ain’t no love lost
All yall niggas soft
I take your face off
Keep fucking with a boss
Tell me what it cost
We don’t tic-toc
This ain’t come from Ziploc
Niggas talk a lot, but they ain’t grow up on my block
Treat the Glock like grits
Imma blow it 'cause its hot
14 and I really had it in my socks
Baby Bob Ross
Painting green like moss
Everyday I hustle, bitch, I think I’m Rick Ross
liquor store, I was getting bitches off it
Know this pack gon' go
Ain’t no discount ho
I ain’t never had a problem tellin' niggas no
Pay for what you want, run up, gremlin take your soul
You ain’t never sold nothin', stick to what you know
It was me, momma
We were just trynna make it to
No matter what you do for niggas they a do you dirty
And I don’t even need the 30. cuz I’m going seven thirty
Niggas skrrt, get reversed, I’m absurd
Lotta birds, lotta nerds on my nerves
Niggas mad over hoes thats occured
Whats the word?
I’m smacking niggas on tongue
Whatchu want?
Everything under the sun?
bad bitch and she fiesty
Do the right thing can’t take this shit lightly
Do the right thing can’t take this shit lightly
won’t go
gon' hold
I ain’t never had a problem tellin' niggas no
Pay for what you want, but I’m gonna take your soul
You ain’t never sold nothin', stick to what you know