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"No Hook"
[feat. Lil Herb]

[Verse 1: YP]
Back down in my pack loud, know how I do it
Check my influence only rest I know in?
It's been a hustler forever get upon my feet get into it
And I never walk if money talk I'm so fluent
My bank account got plenty digits, I'm in the sixes
And a couple hitters that don't give fuck by no witness
If my album ever flop, I hit the block and get the flippin
But who I'm kidding' now tip that bitch a million
Long as niggas wanna buy it, I'm just go continue dealing
Marble in the floor, chandeliers upon the ceiling
Cute bitch but my money look better, but is this rap shit
Or this trap shit, I'm all about my cheddar
Big fin is like switch dig got a dog house in my back yard
Stash in like Frank Lucas and plus I got this fat war
Plenty cake we eat just like a fat broad
Plenty wait and I'm trying to get this black card
And presence I hate them, model bitches I date them
Never catch me slipping we got plenty clips like Blake and them
Ball plan, I made you leave, all leaves I'm raking in
So many losers I'm just start to think that you hate to win
Fendi belt I don't need help, diamonds back is my carten
Fuck her with this bank you see my arms waving like Carlton
OG mixed with Irene is the car sin
Don't fuck with jaze, but I got pigs in my apartment

[Verse 2: Lil herb]
Let's get it Lil herb 150
Going in man, YP what up bro-ski

Bitch I'm too cool, super cool. Your neck and wrist be super old
Bitches texting me, tryin to sex the D
So I bring em out like the super bowl
Now I'm racked up I be spazzing out
Hit the Louie Store when I'm cashing out
Got a lot of dogs and they trained to go
Cause a wrist and cain and a pass em out
Yeah I do my thing on the money tips
So these bitches wanna be my honey dip
These bitches always on somme other shit
So I be focused on my brothership
This is NLMB, got some wild hoes
They an LMG let the cals blow
This is me and YP puffin loud smoke
In the S.R.T let mows flow
We gone, do the dash on the bitch
In the club wild out throw some cash on the bitch
If a nigga wild out, get the last of the clip
Bubble but the hammer in the stash in the whip
And I gotta smoke dos from my last on the shit
If I ever go broke I'm a spazz on the bitch
Mask up go poke, cold wrist, ransom as shit, hoes see my videos say I'm handsome as shit
Tryin to wife a pretty ho, I done ran to the bitch
Me and my squad in a new benz like a free handed park
I got old bands, money just standing tall
Count so much cash I need three hands to ball
Count so much cash I need three hands to ball
Make a nigga bitch fuck me and my dogs
Kick her ass out and she plan on call, she plan on call

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