No Accident

(专辑： Yung Bans - 2017)

Yeah
Ayy, yeah
Know what I'm saying, this shit crazy
Tables turned, know what I'm saying
Was just down badly and shit
Now I'm up now, know what I'm saying
I don't want no features from you lame ass rappers
These niggas they mumble, I rap better than them
This shit my own
Yeah

I don't shoot on accident
Pull up with that MAC and shit
I rock Gucci, Raf, and shit
My bitch bool, she baddest bitch
Stack my paper up like bricks
I stayed down for all this shit
I can't go out like no bitch
I ain't going out like Mitch
All my niggas ride for me
Try your luck with robbing me
Keep a Glock, a .223
Bitch you had a whole thing
I ain't serve no bricks or bales
But nigga, that's what my name mean
Boy, your name don't hold no weight
Ain't see your ass up in the streets

If a nigga don't know my name he probably on the same thing
No face, no case, I don't know you, don't speak
Most these niggas crash dummies, they just wanna be seen
Send lil' buddy on a mission, I'ma make him slide for free
I be stacking up this paper, make 'em play Monopoly
I ain't worried 'bout these bitches, but these bitches jocking me
Girl, it's been a long day, get on top of me
She gon' fuck and she gon' suck, I bust a nut, it's time to leave
I ain't nothing like these niggas, honestly, I'm too street
Still sticking to the code, I guess it's just me
I rock Ksubi, Raf Simons, might designer OD
I was jugging out the trenches, made a hundred on our street

I don't shoot on accident
Pull up with that MAC and shit
I rock Gucci, Raf, and shit
My bitch bool, she baddest bitch
Stack my paper up like bricks
I stayed down for all this shit
I can't go out like no bitch
I ain't going out like Mitch
All my niggas ride for me
Try your luck with robbing me
Keep a Glock, a .223
Bitch you had a whole thing
I ain't serve no bricks or bales
But nigga, that's what my name mean
Boy, your name don't hold no weight
Ain't see your ass up in the streets

In the streets, nigga
Up in the streets, nigga
This shit an ocean, man, this shit can get deep, nigga
My homies solid, I can't hang around no weak niggas
Shit get ugly, niggas turn into police niggas (For real)
I'm a beast nigga, I'ma eat niggas (Yeah)
To be a boss, you gotta get it by any means, nigga
I hit the block soon as I turned 15, nigga
I done did some shit that you probably won't believe, nigga

Y'all niggas be on capping shit
Y'all niggas be on rapping shit
I can't even fuck with it
I stay back from all this shit
I stay back from all these bitches
Money so long, money so long, so long
Yeah, I don't shoot on accident
Yeah, I can't go out like no bitch
I stay down for all the riches
Nigga, I don't want no features
Bans
Ain't no love, nigga