No Love

Lyrics
[Intro] (Ayo, AIM) (Blazer Outta Spaceship) (But I just didn't know how to treat her right) (Tad, pop your shit) G-Lock (G-Lock, G-Lock, G-Lock, G-Lock) Yah, I been on my "Fuck the world" shit lately, dog You know I'm talkin' bout? Fuck everybody and everything Everybody be on fuck shit I ain't never been a fuck nigga, you know I'm sayin'? That's why I be like, "Fuck a nigga," you know? Don't hate on me, pussy, take that up with God Hahaha Yeah, for real, ayy [Chorus] Fuck this rap shit (Bitch, I'm tryna wrap shit up) I'm tryna wrap shit up Uh, yeah, wrap him up Playtime over, tell 'em, "Wrap it up" I stayed down nine years rackin' up Remember them days I was sackin' up Hustle so hard, no time for love (Uh, uh) Still, to this day, only love my cup (My cup, yeah, yeah) [Verse 1] Flippa showed me how to get a million plus (Uh) Flippa showеd me my first million bucks (Yah) Flippa showed me that shit rap shit ain't nothin' Flippa always told mе, "Glizock, you the one" (Glizock) Ninth grade with True's and Louis Vuitton (Yah) Freshest out the crew and I kept me a gun (Yah) Sick ass nigga, kill you with my palms (Uh, uh, uh) Yeah, cutthroat shit, send flowers to his mom (Yah, cutthroat) Money talk, nigga, I ain't bitin' my tongue (Uh) Keep sneak dissin', put that boy in a blunt (Yeah, yeah) Goin' out with a bang, yeah, that's how I'm comin' (Yup) Weighin' on my money, feel like I got bunions I lost my cousin, can't tell me nothin' (Shit) [Chorus] Fuck this rap shit (Shit, yah), I'm tryna wrap shit up Uh, yeah, wrap him up Playtime over, tell 'em, "Wrap it up" I stayed down nine years rackin' up Remember them days I was sackin' up Hustle so hard, no time for love Still, to this day, only love my cup (My cup, my cup) Fuck this rap shit, I'm tryna wrap shit up (Bitch) Uh, yeah, wrap him up Playtime over, tell 'em, "Wrap it up" I stayed down nine years rackin' up (Uh) Remember them days I was sackin' up (Yah) Hustle so hard, no time for love (Yah) Still, to this day, only love my cup (My cup, my cup) [Verse 2] Yeah, uh, straight out the dirt that's why I'm sippin' this mud Bro died, so I'm goin' harder on drugs I wake up in mornin', pourin' Wock in the mud (Wock, Wock) New Audemar, just got out the tub Big boy shit, yeah, boy, you's a cub (Big boy) Fourteen with gold slugs in the club I was runnin' around and runnin' it up (Phew) Yah, doublin' down and doublin' up (Phew) Had a sack and Gat and I had 'em both tucked (Yeah) Glock not petite, yup, don't think shit sweet I got it on me, yup, no matter what (No matter) I'll tear you to pieces, get high like Weezy Say I be tweakin', what's up with that boy? (What's up?) Yeah, I'm goin' dumb, they callin' me Beavis This shit three easy (Easy), nigga [Chorus] Fuck this rap shit (Haha, fuck it) I'm tryna wrap shit up (This shit too easy) Uh, yeah, wrap him up (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Playtime over, tell 'em, "Wrap it up" I stayed down nine years rackin' up (Racks, racks) Remember them days I was sackin' up Hustle so hard, no time for love Still, to this day, only love my cup Fuck this rap shit, I'm tryna wrap shit up Uh, yeah, wrap him up (Yeah) Playtime over, tell 'em, "Wrap it up" I stayed down nine years rackin' up Remember them days I was sackin' up (Yup) Hustle so hard, no time for love Still, to this day, only love my cup (My cup) [Outro] My cup, my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup Yeah, yeah, yeah My cup, my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup My cup
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Credits
- Writers
- Key Glock
- Blazerfxme
- Tady Fletcher
- Aimonmyneck