No Hook

Fresh out the studio, I’m going crazy
Walk in red bottoms, my swagger is brazy
Rolled some gelato, three puffs got me lazy
Bitch, I’m a dog, so good luck tryna tame me
When this shit drop, Imma make em go crazy
I took her home, now she thinking she date me
I seen you kiss her, same night that she ate me
I chase the money, while these bitches chase me
Watch, can’t show no love, give a fuck if you hate me
Shawty can ride like a brand new Mercedes
She play my songs, she get wet like the navy
She on my line, like she having my baby
Hoe, we ain’t fuck like the whole 2018
I got some niggas that knew me since babies
Can’t turn my back on them people that made me
Lunch time at middle school, I used to battle
Nigga, you know I’m the shit, don’t be baffled
You not the plug nigga, more like a coward
School of hard knocks, but you going to Howard
Stop making songs like you moving the powder
Give you the rock and you decide to travel
First it was sweet, then the shit just got sour
See you wouldn’t know what to do with that power
You want a sack but you can’t make a tackle
Niggas is broke, man they can’t buy a vowel
We just came up on that shit out from Cali
I call it Rakim, it pump up the volume
Hit the Von Maur, I got tired of Saks
Hit from the back, with no hassle, like Matt
I hit up C-Mo, he throw me the pac
Swear he my nigga, he never gon' tax
Rolled up a finger, I point to the wax
Poured up a four of the liquor, the Jacks
I dim the light, set the mood, just relax
Had your hoe scratching the skin off my back
Bitch, I’m the hottest thing, straight out of nap
If you don’t agree, you can stay in the back
He disrespect me, then he getting wacked
My niggas strapped with them choppers and macs
I seen a shorty, we used to have class
She said «why you gotta put on a act»
«You wasn’t like this before, like way back»
Told her, «don't act like you knew me like that»
2016 had a nigga down bad
Ever since then, man the shit ain’t the same
The jungle is crazy, I had to adapt
These niggas is grimy, they’ll run in your safe
I hit your city and they know my name
I walk around it, like I’m doing laps
Popped have a xanny, I land on my back
I pop a bottle, it’s litty, no cap
I got niggas making money off apps
This GMM shit will never collapse
Shout out to N.A.$.A. Team, they got my back
Niggas want pressure, they know where I’m at
Keep one eye open, like I’m Warren Sapp
I’m talking Raiders, the man with the patch
Yes, i got plays that i still gotta catch
Just dropped a album, I’m turnt to the max
Shout out to D Rob, man he got the gas
Imma face this one, I ain’t tryna match
Personal-gang nigga, what is a pass
Hop in that Masi and i do the dash
I mix the Raf Simmons with the Valentino on me
I got drip by the gallon
Don’t look at prices, that mean i can’t buy it
I got on Louis Vuitton and medallions
Switched it to Prada, they thought i was biased
Went to the A, had to shit on my stylist
Drop off like Tre, but you said you was riding
Whole time you was scared of the violence
Yeah
I seen it coming, man, i should’ve told em
Man of my words, nigga, i meat the quota
I just move smarter, no ac in my soda
My plug caught three bodies, like he a soldier
I went to school with them gangsters, them vouchers
Gone for 10 months, niggas thought it was over
Back in my bag for another Dontober
Hoe, that’s Veno, (Aye)
Hoe, that’s Veno
I’m off this shit