No Strings Attached

Lyrics
Pussy don't run got the beam on his back I need that money with no strings attached Got a nigga sitting in the trap cutting crack Your man like to talk tough so he got whacked I could make a hundred band play off the zap He be steady talking bout shit he never had She call me daddy I ain't even her dad We living lav but we came from the trap She give me head I kick back and relax Good aim hit his ass with a head tap These niggas they cap they ain't speaking the facts Diamonds they box might hit them with the jab Ride for the gang like an uber or a cab Situation came I ain't never ever crack Young nigga live the sweet life like Zack Young nigga what he gonna do with that pack Saucin do a hit in Alexander mcqueen Shoot a bitch to what the fuck do you mean Boy I'm on percys while I'm sippin' on lean Fuck her so good yea I made a bitch cream Put a boy to sleep make him see his dreams Told em fuck niggas not sleep on me My dog got my back like a motherfuckin fleet Thirty-eight special a thirty-eight glizz Leave the scene hot like a fresh cup of tea Niggas snitching now my dog gotta take the plea New brick looking like a fresh white tee Tell em free twin tell em free FB She wanna fuck make the bitch say please Got a few racks these balmaine jeans Like 2k every time shoot it's green Can't nigga name a nigga don't go hard on my team VVS diamonds on my neck it gleam Reach and you get put in a russian cream She got a nice body but her head game mean She bad might put her in Louis Supreme Might block the bitch like my name kareem Lil bro hot head head full of steam Swear to God the cheque the only thing I need Gotta pay for my time 'cause you know it ain't free Pussy don't run got the beam on his back I need that money with no strings attached Got a nigga sitting in the trap cutting crack Your man like to talk tough so he got whacked I could make a hundred band play off the zap He be steady talking bout shit he never had She call me daddy I ain't even her dad We living lav but we came from the trap She give me head I kick back and relax Good aim hit his ass with a head tap These niggas they cap they ain't speaking the facts Diamonds they box might hit them with the jab Ride for the gang like an uber or a cab Situation came I ain't never ever crack Young nigga live the sweet life like Zack Young nigga what he gonna do with that pack Young nigga what he gonna do with that pack I used to put overtime in that trap I'm in the north all my young niggas strapped Circle your block and we comin' right back Pull-up and watch him gone' run a couple meters Pour up She owin I sip by the litre Lil mama bad I guess she a diva Love is so evol spell that shit backwards I got a dead guy up in my backwoods I'm movin' forwards they moving' backwards We in the moment they think about after These niggas so phoney guess they some cappers I'm in the woods like I'm a camper We get the passport send out a rapper Cash out the trap I bust up his napper Married the game I put a ring her She gave me bring but she won't think up Bro he got aim but he won't think up Watered my chain but you can't drink up Won't say a name I never sing bud Remixed and I resold it Dis ain't God gotta cheat code it Pussy don't run got the beam on his back I need that money with no strings attached Got a nigga sitting in the trap cutting crack Your man like to talk tough so he got whacked I could make a hundred band play off the zap He be steady talking bout shit he never had She call me daddy I ain't even her dad We living lav but we came from the trap She give me head I kick back and relax Good aim hit his ass with a head tap These niggas they cap they ain't speaking the facts Diamonds they box might hit them with the jab Ride for the gang like an uber or a cab Situation came I ain't never ever crack Young nigga live the sweet life like Zack Young nigga what he gonna do with that pack
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- Madeat2am