No More Locals

Take that cost no budget My jump-off go bungee Ono pack, that Yoko Ice T Coco I don't know no locals Dip thru town and country Then make hits on contact Just don't get too touchy Black tobacco puffin' Back to back I'm bussin' iPhone on me buzzing Side chick keep on fussing She just wanna f*ck You talking my talk, that's end of discussion Drink same color Tuss It makes me sick, this shit disgusting (Sick, sick) Met her at the show, she bought my ticket Now she tryna kick it Trick - trick it Lick it Shawty not bad she Wicked Stick it Wicket Then make hits on contact Just don't get too touchy F*ck out my face I don't care Weight on my shoulders I carry Pills on me not for no cure Bitch, I got 30s no Curry Jumped off the porch, it's a 10 Wild lil young n**** since then Why his bih wanna come in? This not the life I commend Untuck the chain of command, ooh Let the camo commence I used to stand on the fence McMahon like I'm Vince Run it up, sprints Big blue hunnit prints Side by side tints Through this camera lens Take that cost no budget My jump-off go bungee Ono pack, that Yoko Ice T Coco I don't know no locals Dip thru town and country Then make hits on contact Just don't get too touchy I don't know no locals Dip thru town and country Then make hits on contact Just don't get too touchy