No White Flags

Lyrics

[Intro] And we rocking with Nino Andretti you know what the fuck going on Yeah, gang Hkunxhkos Rich slime Been getting money shit, nigga Yeah [Chorus] Fuck the talkin', bro let's air this bitch out He talkin' brazy, gon 'head, chalk his ass out I got the trap beatin' in the drought Fuck the parking lot, twin air this shit out Why the fuck you out here running your mouth? Like we won't pop out right outside of your house Hop out the back of that foreign with that stick Catch his ass lacking while he with his bitch Can't trap around here unless you tryna get stripped From the mob twin flippin' your whip Up the stick, then I empty the blip Ain't dropping shit then less then a four when I sip RSG the gang, we ain't tryna clique I just bame up from takin' niggas sticks How the fuck you let them niggas take your trip? Got 'em throwing white flags they some bitches [Verse] Still posted serving junkies in the trenches Niggas claim they got bodies, but doin' no killin' You loving that bitch, better get out your feelings Ain't no money in that I'm smoking dead opps while I slide through the nat Nigga tried to run off and got shot in his back Bloody with me and he toting that MAC Bro gon walk him down, then push his shit back Don't know where you from but 'round here you can't lack Glock 29 on me and this bitch compact Hit your block once, I do not gotta double back Micro Draco or that mothafuckin' Diamondback Jefe say the word, you know that we spittin' that These niggas rappin', man, they not really living that Fuck nigga you better duck when we slide You can't run from these hollows, where the fuck is you gon hide? They say "it's up", It's been up, nigga, fuck the other side All my opps really dead, nigga, them niggas drop like flies Twin rolled your partner, now he in the sky Try to run down me, then that nigga gon die Three grams of dead opps in my wood got me high [Chorus] Fuck the talkin', bro let's air this bitch out He talkin' brazy, gon 'head, chalk his ass out I got the trap beatin' in the drought Fuck the parking lot, twin air this shit out Why the fuck you out here running your mouth? Like we won't pop out right outside of your house Hop out the back of that foreign with that stick Catch his ass lacking while he with his bitch Can't trap around here unless you tryna get stripped From the mob twin flippin' your whip Up the stick then I empty the blip Ain't dropping shit then less then a four when I sip RSG the gang, we ain't tryna clique I just bame up from takin' niggas sticks How the fuck you let them niggas take your trip? Got 'em throwing white flags they some bitches