No Hard Feelings

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Drakeo the Ruler] First off, why is niggas talking to me? It's a K in the E-Type, so it got me walking funny Why I do a drive-by when I can just walk up on him? Beat his head in, all you saw was [?] Switch the subject, these niggas be paid informants A name for this money I'm counting would be enormous How I'ma play with you? You ain't even jumped off the porch yet Next year, I'll for sure be on the Forbe's List Niggas be fans, [?] every single court date I went Neimans, she just itching for the foreplay I be geeking off these pills for like four days Caught him lackin' with his kids, I shot likе four babies Now it's real what I spit in my songs, baby You gon' die, I'ma livе, it's a cold statement Now it's real what I spit in my songs, baby You gon' die, I'ma live, it's a cold statement, shh [Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler] Caught him up in traffic, had to kill him He's a dancer, Skylark, I had to chip him I'm a trophy, so I know you wanna get me Say the captions on the 'Gram, it's no hard feelings Caught him up in traffic, had to kill him He's a dancer, Skylark, I had to chip him I'm a trophy, so I know you wanna get me Say the captions on the 'Gram, it's no hard feelings, bitch He's a dancer, Skylark, I had to chip him Say the captions on the 'Gram, it's no hard feelings [Verse 2: Ketchy the Great] Get to capping at these niggas, they ain't even performing Chip a nigga then go to sleep and sip some Wock' in the morning I pull up 4MATIC with 4 mags in it, tryna score again Exotic pack, I've been on trees, I'm an ornament A thirty-piece in blues, smacked a nigga, then fucked his bitch PRP denim came equipped with a stick in it I could see that hate in they eyes, they mad we winning You can't see the pain in my eyes through these Cartier lenses Heavy metal, rocking shit, a nigga feel like John Lennon I'm a God's giver with the cold devil at Sak's Fifth Whoop a nigga with a store bag, they wanna hurt my 'fits Walk a nigga down, he on the curb, hopped in the whip, then dipped [Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler] Caught him up in traffic, had to kill him He's a dancer, Skylark, I had to chip him I'm a trophy, so I know you wanna get me Say the captions on the 'Gram, it's no hard feelings Caught him up in traffic, had to kill him He's a dancer, Skylark, I had to chip him I'm a trophy, so I know you wanna get me Say the captions on the 'Gram, it's no hard feelings, bitch He's a dancer, Skylark, I had to chip him Say the captions on the 'Gram, it's no hard feelings [Verse 3: Ralfy the Plug] I'm a trophy, so don't think about approaching me Diamonds hittin' hard, so everybody notice me He a tap dancer, he be chilling where the police be Interrogation room, singing like Jodeci Nigga, you don't want that bitch, she belong to the streets Nigga, don't tag me, don't caption me, know we got beef Nigga, you don't want that bitch, she belong to the streets Nigga, don't tag me, don't caption me, know we got beef, the Plug [Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler] Caught him up in traffic, had to kill him He's a dancer, Skylark, I had to chip him I'm a trophy, so I know you wanna get me Say the captions on the 'Gram, it's no hard feelings Caught him up in traffic, had to kill him He's a dancer, Skylark, I had to chip him I'm a trophy, so I know you wanna get me Say the captions on the 'Gram, it's no hard feelings, bitch He's a dancer, Skylark, I had to chip him Say the captions on the 'Gram, it's no hard feelings