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Lady XO

No Holds Barred

 

No Holds Barred

(album: Fate - 2019)


Keep that fake love away
Fuck that friendly shit
You stuck on yesterday
I'm countin up my chips
It ain't no holds barred
I'm tryna cash these checks
They said baby you a star
Bet ima run that shit

I stay gettin my money up
Ain't got no profit outta luck
Bitch you cannot get next to me
I'm top notch n you low as fuck
Be cautious cause I'm booted up
This shit is runnin through my blood
Don't think about gettin too close
Bitch you can look but you can't touch
Come test me if you wanna buck
I promise I am not the one
I'll hustle til the death of me
You can't catch up I'm on the run
I'm never runnin outta funds
I dug shit out the fuckin mud
I stunt like it's a hobby
Makin big moves n I'm havin fun

I got this shit on lock
Tellem throw away the key
Why ya man keep tryna mac
As if he gotta chance with me
This shit comes to me naturally
And you are such a wannabe
Ain't comin with a handbook
So you got it or you don't g
I'm blowin on designer trees
Just hit me if you need some green
I'm plottin n I'm schemin
Tryna double up my blue cheese
Stackin my paper steadily
You don't have the mentality
Bitch we are not the same
N you can back the up off of me

Keep that fake love away
Fuck that friendly shit
You stuck on yesterday
I'm countin up my chips
It ain't no holds barred
I'm tryna cash these checks
They said baby you a star
Bet ima run that shit

Keep that fake love away
Fuck that friendly shit
You stuck on yesterday
I'm countin up my chips
It ain't no holds barred
I'm tryna cash these checks
They said baby you a star
Bet ima run that shit

Multitaskin
Rollin dope up I'm in traffic
Mad at me but you be lackin
Always hatin n it's tragic
Had to go n ice my bottom rack
It costed me about a stack
What you make in a week
Is like 7-11's cash back
I can't fuck with how you movin nah
You lookin goofy how you choosin now
N I'm the farthest thing from stupid
Snatchin w's no losin
Sleepin on me like a snooze button
These bitches talkin like they be about it
Can't put no money where your mouth is
Ain't no doubt about it
Don't get it twisted I'm too destined
N you pressin even thinkin like you'd ever get a mention
N they mad because I can't stop
Talkin crazy ima pull up
Shit'll get you rocked
Think twice about it
Cause you know lowkey you bout to flop
I'm passin bitches up
Get ahead
See you at the top

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