Letra de No Strings Attached - SpotEmGottem

Ha-ha

I'ma be honest

Got my eyes on the prize

Got my eyes on the prize

I get to tripping with the blick (Hold up, H)

Ayy, look me in my eyes

She said that she adore me, uh

I feel like no one for me, uh

He got blood on his jersey

That remind me of Curry, uh

Throw back a Perc', I just had to relapse, ooh

They try to spin and we gon' send they shooter back

Chrome Hearts shirt, Chrome Heart hat

Ran out of love, no strings attached

Dropped it, now she feeling me more

Like a bottle, how the fuck we end up on the floor?

Distant lovers where nobody knows

I came from serving fiends, breaking back doors

Run up the money, taking care of my folks

She wanna run away, so I let her go

I'm a demon when all is done

You got me fiending, you are the one

Never leave the house without my magic wand

Dreads hanging like a Rasta, baby, I'm a don

I'm a don

Ayy, I let off a dummy clip

Glick got zombie tips

They done flushed the whole whip

I ain't foolin' with you bitch-ass rappers, be done got you killed

I ain't foolin' with you bitch-ass rappers, be done got you killed

What she say?

She said that she adore me, uh

I feel like no one for me, uh

He got blood on his jersey

That remind me of Curry, uh

Throw back a Perc', I just had to relapse, ooh

They try to spin and we gon' send they shooter back

Chrome Hearts shirt, Chrome Heart hat

Ran out of love, no strings attached

Yeah, I fucked a bad lil' bitch, she had me, then she still cussin'

That bitch was wild, I gave her the dick, that bitch is still fussin'

Fuck who you wanna fuck, just let a nigga still crush you

I just wanna go and leave and come back, know I'll still bust you

Your nigga say he top dog, but why you still hustling?

That bitch be talking hella shit, but wanna still kick it

You know I'm on my way, these bitches call me they meal ticket

You catch me cheating, gotta love it, leave or deal with it

I said A-B-C-D-E, 'cause I can't give a F about a ho, no, no

Put my foot down and I'm steppin' on a ho

Two bad bitches, they crept inside the door

She alone

Says she need a loan

Bad bitch, I paid her for the wish at Louis Vuitton

Niggas screw up your faces, dishonor that we put on

It's either you love me, shorty, or you can leave me alone

What she say?

She said that she adore me, uh

I feel like no one for me, uh

He got blood on his jersey

That remind me of Curry, uh

Throw back a Perc', I just had to relapse, ooh

They try to spin and we gon' send they shooter back

Chrome Hearts shirt, Chrome Heart hat

Ran out of love, no strings attached

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