No Killa

Lyrics

[Intro: Young Scooter & Guap Tarantino] Yeah, haha, BMFBG Yeah, haha Oh yeah, oh, you shot him on sight? Big drums, nigga Say they sell drugs, sell drugs nigga Say he sell drugs, sell drugs Say you sell drugs, sell drugs [Chorus: Young Scooter & Guap Tarantino] Nigga, you ain't no killer, nigga, you ain't no killer You just hang around the robbers and the drug dealers Used to run the block with them thug niggas One word'll get you popped, you a dub, nigga I get ice, an ice attack, fuck your bitch then give her back In the streets, we handle that, young FreeBandz Gang is Taliban I fuck your bitch then hit her friend, these niggas really copycats One call will get you whacked, young nigga havin' rack-rack-racks [Verse 1: Young Scooter] I don't really rap, I sleep in the trap We got pounds, I don't sell no sacks Lil' broke ass nigga, I buy your trap You ain't no shooter, you sold your strap Gelato, smoke a lot of that Protect my ice with fifty straps This AP cost me sixty racks Just lost fifty grams and whipped it back Aston Martin with the rose gold rims We all brothers, I ain't got no friends All my work jump out the gym Bales go out and bricks come in Triple salute the gang I'm in I'm a FreeBand nigga, I play to win Worldwide superstar, I'm Black Amigo hustlin' [Chorus: Young Scooter & Guap Tarantino] Nigga, you ain't no killer, nigga, you ain't no killer You just hang around the robbers and the drug dealers Used to run the block with them thug niggas One word'll get you popped, you a dub, nigga I get ice, an ice attack, fuck your bitch then give her back In the streets, we handle that, young FreeBandz Gang is Taliban I fuck your bitch then hit her friend, these niggas really copycats One call will get you whacked, young nigga havin' rack-rack-racks [Verse 2: Guap Tarantino] 1'5, you know big Guap, I bring the birds in Boy, I heard you wasn't really servin' Big Guap in this bitch, I got them racks and went Tourettes If the feds watchin', bitch, I'm still ridin' with that TEC Spent some racks on meds Fuck your bitch and then go to the neck Hundreds on the bed I just made ten thousand through a text I heard that I was next Niggas doubtin' me, I told 'em bet Real OG, I don't owe debts These niggas cap, you know the rest [Chorus: Young Scooter & Guap Tarantino] Nigga, you ain't no killer, nigga, you ain't no killer You just hang around the robbers and the drug dealers Used to run the block with them thug niggas One word'll get you popped, you a dub, nigga I get ice, an ice attack, fuck your bitch then give her back In the streets, we handle that, young FreeBandz Gang is Taliban I fuck your bitch then hit her friend, these niggas really copycats One call will get you whacked, young nigga havin' rack-rack-racks