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No Strings Attached

 

No Strings Attached

(album: North Boy - 2019)


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 sipping 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 coming 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 moving 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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