no topic (feat. BigRodd G)

I got a little bitch all she do is drink, she tryna pour up And oh, Lil' Bando bout a bag, yea, he gon get his dough up And this shit in me, it's not on me, lil boy you can hold up And f*ck it, can't stop at red lights, f*ck it, we gon go up Oh that's a camo brother roll up, Viking striking Minnesota Cooler on a bitch like polar, Sip out the bottle, Coca-Cola And I'm sick with this shit, stomach hurt, I'm finna throw up And this bitch super thick, I need a perc, she gettin' tow up We poppin' shit, for real F*ck them papers, can't sign no deal None but fine shit in this crib, Versace sheets that's how we live You say it's smoke, come off the hip, I'm shootin' three-o off the rip She wanna lay up, I'm gettin' chips, after we done, you gotta dip Exotic hoes, designer fashion, mix up Balenci with the Lanvins Can't cuff the hoe, don't do romancin, glock in the party, can't do no dancin Superfly, I ain't never landin, me and Slime, the realest standin I keep my fire, can't take no chances, Big four nick sound like a cannon Lil' bitch that's dank, talkin' it up but we laugh to the bank Can't trust em, can't cuff em, these bitches too stank Ouhh, and I'm swervin' these lanes, I'm gettin money I be with the gang Coming like Curry, my nigga got range, we come a lil different we can't be the same Yea I'm having bank like Hillary, toting fire, heavy artillery I got fine shit, think she feelin' me, lil Bando finna' kill it, p Yea, that shit that they flexing you know we been had it Like a Tesla electric, you know that we static And I can not stop til' I go get a Patek And my pockets to heavy you know I be sagging Bitch I'm the biggest never a sucker, didn't like me then so why would I love you Keep my protection just like a rubber, stop pillow talking, all in them covers I'm one of one, I'm coming like Gunna, You ain't a boss, you know you a runner All in they face like a stone cold stunner, It's time to slide you know that we coming Bitch, keep all the fifties and hunnids, uh, uh, we keep all the fifties and hunnids Shoot from the clip, yeah, you know that we dumping Bando, yea that be my slime, yea he coming like dumber Yea, Slam on a nigga like Tim Duncan