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Jay Gwuapo

Oh No

 

Oh No

(专辑: From Nothing, Pt. 1 - 2019)


[Jay Gwuapo:]
VVS's on my necklace, I pop out to the club, I'm rocking this fly shit
Throwing hundreds and them fifties, the gang with me, we is not for the nonsense
Hundred band in my pants, I'm jugging, finessing, I might get it popping
Say you coming, all my fans want it, they go crazy whenever I drop it
Oh no, no, no, no
They can't fuck with me, oh no
I make ten bands off a show
My wrist so cold, it's on froze
I finesse through all these hoes
Whole gang with it, you should know
I be wilding on the road
We strapped on firm, we let off poles

Wait, I got my fans rushing for the tape, they can't stop
Balenciaga on me, I be flexing, I be doing a lot
No smoke, they don't want it, hese pussy niggas'll dropped
Rus Balla got me, he gon' stay beside me, you ain't seeing me flop
Front if you want guns, with us, it can get lit
We had it up, whole gang tryna get rich
Packed up with tools, we throw shots if they miss
Gang, gang, gang

VVS's on my necklace, I pop out to the club, I'm rocking this fly shit
Throwing hundreds and them fifties, the gang with me, we is not for the nonsense
Hundred band in my pants, I'm jugging, finessing, I might get it popping
Say you coming, all my fans want it, they go crazy whenever I drop it
Oh no, no, no, no
They can't fuck with me, oh no
I make ten bands off a show
My wrist so cold, it's on froze
I finesse through all these hoes
Whole gang with it, you should know
I be wilding on the road
We strapped on firm, we let off poles

[CalBoy:]
Yeah, I come from the trenches
While I'm tryna get riches
Don't play with them niggas, he tweaking, we grip fast
Once I shoot at his bitch ass
Try to tell all them niggas I ride with a big mag
In that foreign, I zigzag
Wanna play with my money, leave him with a shit bag
I was grinding for big bags, I was rapping to get cash
I might leave your mans on the floor
I made like thirty bands by the store
I hid like thirty bags in my coat
We leave a nigga dead, he get ghost
I know these niggas sad and they broke
Cooked up the dummy man with the soap
I made two hundred bands, I need more
Only thing niggas had was a rope

[Jay Gwuapo:]
VVS's on my necklace, I pop out to the club, I'm rocking this fly shit
Throwing hundreds and them fifties, the gang with me, we is not for the nonsense
Hundred band in my pants, I'm jugging, finessing, I might get it popping
Say you coming, all my fans want it, they go crazy whenever I drop it
Oh no, no, no, no
They can't fuck with me, oh no
I make ten bands off a show
My wrist so cold, it's on froze
I finesse through all these hoes
Whole gang with it, you should know
I be wilding on the road
We strapped on firm, we let off poles

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