Letra de No Hook - Lil Tjay

(That Mikey's crazy)

(Dollaz)

Bronx nigga got lit

Couple hunnid milli so, clutching on a pole tryna go legit

My heart been cold ever since a jit

Drip on my toes, Louis V the fit

Too slick, one the greatest he can't miss

Run up nigga bold, trauma got me swift

Plus I'm on the road gotta keep a stick

Benjis all in my pockets with a couple heads on my list

Everywhere we on shit, feel a threat and bro gon' fire off rip

Why these niggas mad? Probably 'bout a bitch

While I'm popping tags, living how you wish

Call it glass when a nigga swish

We gon' kill your ass when we see you slip

Love the nelly like the Rick, every time you see me I be in that shit

Lambo' engine it go vroom, all of a sudden, everybody on my dick

I don't give a fuck about a thot, like I give no fuck about a opp

I don't give a fuck about a nigga, end of day I'm clutching on this Glock

Niggas in they bag, they be mad

Jaytee bussin' gas 'cause he gas, free that nigga Spazz I want see you crash

Dummy I just laugh, 'cause he ass

For that shit he rap, 'cause he cap

Ain't no going back once it's that

They want see me dead, never gave a fuck

Tell him, "suck a cat," come attack

Woke up, fuck it on that bullshit

I was fourteen, walking with my full clip

I don't know a opp, that can ten toes down, say that I ain't never pull shit

Just a product running through them trenches

Nigga police out there hopping fences

Got this money now and I'm relentless

Was just feeding niggas on the benches

Clutch so fly, numbers going up so high

Rich so I'ma talk my shit, platform bussin' hush no why

Know these niggas mad, so mad, probably 'cause his bitch on my

Money got my wrist on bling, walking with this switch on die

Barely ever do the politicking push up on me, I'ma let my gun off

Canceled booking niggas spun off, all the extra shit because you wanna run off

Homie in the club, probably throwing dubs, I heard Christmas you ain't even hit your son off

I’m the type to slap a rapper or a streamer nigga, fuck round get you done off

Anyway I'm rich I do the shit I wanna, tell him Trench Kid get the munna

Nigga tryna box 'cause he hot, last one tried some stupid shit I think he dumber

Lotta niggas woofing, we know

Keep that shit where ever we go

.40 get to dumping, I'ma have these niggas ducking like a desert eagle (Oh)

Change ways I try, I try, I try (I, I)

Sometimes I try, I try, I try (I)

Roll in the sky, they force me to cry

Know no letting up til they die-ie (Brrt)

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