No Aim (feat. Oddie Bandz & Swvggy K)

'Ya niggas don’t got no aim' I want the bread nigga f*ck the fame Ohh that’s a opp that nigga a stain That’s not your bitch! just stay in your lane I’m on the top nigga, like a food chain I’m getting money nigga, f*ck what you say Heart on ice nigga no rod wave If that’s your bitch tell her come my way 'Ya niggas don’t got no aim' I want the bread nigga f*ck the fame Ohh that’s a opp that nigga a stain That’s not your bitch! just stay in your lane I’m on the top nigga, like a food chain I’m getting money nigga, f*ck what you say Heart on ice nigga no rod wave If that’s your bitch tell her come my way I'm in a foreign,i’m switching these lanes Smoking gas i'm high like a plane Sipping on henny, I don't do champagne She is a treesh so we running a train I'm with the gang and we post on the block Trapping all day and this shit never stop In the trenches I be running from cops A-r-t got the six so you know it’s going pop You’re bitch a treesh You’re bitch a thot She give me brain She give me top You is a lame, you not my opp Stop all the capping boy you need to stop "Gang" Stop all that capping boy you need to stop "Gang" Ya niggas don’t got no aim' I want the bread nigga f*ck the fame Ohh that’s a opp that nigga a stain That’s not your bitch! just stay in your lane I’m on the top nigga, like a food chain I’m getting money nigga, f*ck what you say Heart on ice nigga no rod wave If that’s your bitch tell her come my way 'Ya niggas don’t got no aim' I want the bread nigga f*ck the fame Ohh that’s a opp that nigga a stain That’s not your bitch! just stay in your lane I’m on the top nigga, like a food chain I’m getting money nigga, f*ck what you say Heart on ice nigga no rod wave If that’s your bitch tell her come my way Walk in the spot You get pop like a Ollie Dej Loaf let a nigga come and try me Egan nigga I stay with a tommy Shawty she geeking she gone off a molly Smokin' on gusher, I feel like a zombie God testing me, feel like i'm johnny They hating had to leave some niggas behind me Niggas switched up it don't even surprise me Eleven hit him he got hit with mike conley Smoke on the pack to control what's inside me Tony with the shit you know I be grinding Run up on me and I send that boy flying 'Ya niggas don’t got no aim' I want the bread nigga f*ck the fame Ohh that’s a opp that nigga a stain That’s not your bitch! just stay in your lane I’m on the top nigga, like a food chain I’m getting money nigga, f*ck what you say Heart on ice nigga no rod wave If that’s your bitch tell her come my way