NO NO

They ain’t there when you down bad (That’s a no no) They don’t never wanna go half (That’s a no no) They ain’t never got your back (That’s a no no) When they need shit they hitting your Jack (That’s a no no) He ain’t never paid you back (That’s a no no) When they talk it ain’t no facts (That’s a no no) Talking drugs but he don’t trap (That’s a no no) Lying bout shit he ain’t had (That’s a no no) You a leech Yo mama a leech Your brother a leech Your auntie ya good man up top Shaky man down bottom My cousin His cousin Everybody out this mother fucka And I was down bad last week looked to my right hand and he told me he ain’t got it Couple days later when I came up he was down bad on his last wit a hand on my wallet That’s the shit I can’t stand how I call you my man Break bread then you gone like the breeze and a fan When you up and I call you ain’t ever picking up But you back on my side when you back in a jam Only when it’s beneficial when you fucking wit me And yea I got a good heart but it’s fucking wit me And I be damned if I keep letting people use me Supporting these people so they can lose me Like remote in the house Put these nuts in ya mouth And go get fucked like a girl groupie Won’t hesitate for shit Wanna leave you can dip I ain’t letting nobody drain my inner G They ain’t there when you down bad (That’s a no no) They don’t never wanna go half (That’s a no no) They ain’t never got your back (That’s a no no) When they need shit they hitting your Jack (That’s a no no) He ain’t never paid you back (That’s a no no) When they talk it ain’t no facts (That’s a no no) Talking drugs but he don’t trap (That’s a no no) Lying bout shit he ain’t had (That’s a no no) Got damn Mr. Jackson Keep hitting all these jacks Smokey F*ck you think you in the yard Oh you think you You think you a trapper or something huh What you selling These niggas ain't moving no weight Keep talking bout .448 Like they really in the gym Couldn't bench press twin and he only 100 pounds Y'all niggas out of shape Like y’all niggas El Chapo Pussy El Gato I ain’t even in the street to know y’all a fraud though Know real killers on like every block Wit a mop clean a nigga up turn him into John Doe Want some Meatball or the half got em going by the lump some Trust none Everybody crash dummies tryna look like they on some But I know when a nigga lying straight through his teeth Don’t look you in the eye Claim he in beef Now play this back and see how he act The fake show pussy when a real one speak They ain’t there when you down bad (That’s a no no) They don’t never wanna go half (That’s a no no) They ain’t never got your back (That’s a no no) When they need shit they hitting your Jack (That’s a no no) He ain’t never paid you back (That’s a no no) When they talk it ain’t no facts (That’s a no no) Talking drugs but he don’t trap (That’s a no no) Lying bout shit he ain’t had (That’s a no no)