No Moe (feat. Big Peso)

Yeah, sippin' on too much drank, now I'm movin' slow (Yeah) Need you high key, but keep it on the low (Yeah) Nothin' but love in this cup, it hit the soul fasho (Yeah) I bought you flowers, but you focused on the dough (Uh yeah) I bought you big bags, every time we made stops at the store (Ahh) Even at red lights, I don't wait till it's green we on go (Ahh) You tellin' me jump first, only person I would do that for (Ahh) Had such a big heart, but I ain't loaning no more (Ahh) Leavin' my love on display I'm tired of you window shopping yeah When you come f*ck with a king, leaving me ain't no option yeah I'm rocking denim Amiri, that's why they watch my pockets yeah Crackin' cola for the drink, moral of the story you know I'm popping yeah Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh Poppin' shit like whoa, I got a bad bitch she all on my phone Calling and texting that she at the door Chanel or Louis the purse As soon as she walk in, she f*ck around, faint on the floor Crazy I came from the bottom, now I'm at the top where everybody looked below Yeah, I'm on the roll in this shit, huh, she wanna roll up and shit, huh Make her atone for her sins, uh, see them hating through my lens, uh Locked in for the win, don't even know how I'm ballin' like this They be shootin' shots, but they miss and they hate that I call it what it is Yeah, sippin' on too much drank, now I'm movin' slow (Yeah) Need you high key, but keep it on the low (Yeah) Nothin' but love in this cup, it hit the soul fasho (Yeah) I bought you flowers, but you focused on the dough (Uh yeah) I bought you big bags, every time we made stops at the store (Ahh) Even at red lights, I don't wait till it's green we on go (Ahh) You tellin' me jump first, only person I would do that for (Ahh) Had such a big heart, but I ain't loaning no more (Ahh) Nah I ain't loaning no more, tryna make you my girl fasho Tryna give you the world fasho, on them knees, you know how it go And that bitch love how I float, hand on her thigh in the ghost Burn a nigga up like some toast, me and Dante, we chasin' this dough Me and Dante, we chasin' this dough (Ahh) Yeah, we fuckin' these hoes (Ahh) Yeah, I'm hittin' the mall up, tryna buy these designer clothes (Ahh) They say ever since you got them racks, nigga, yeah, your heart got cold, (Ahh) Them niggas really mad, they ain't gettin' no money no more (Ahh) Yeah, sippin' on too much drank, now I'm movin' slow (Yeah) Need you high key, but keep it on the low (Yeah) Nothin' but love in this cup, it hit the soul fasho (Yeah) I bought you flowers, but you focused on the dough (Uh yeah)