No HOOK 2 Lyrics – Yung O7
Singer: Yung O7
Title: No HOOK 2
Said i got in the trap with
A quater of a band
Juugin n finn3sin
Tha plug 4 grams
I ain’t never gave up
It was all part of a plan
Gettin to tha guap
Is a struggle of man
Heard you wanna ﹰget ﹰhelp?
Trouble ﹰno ﹰman
Gettin up ﹰin ﹰthe ﹰﹰtrap
Had to hustle ﹰem ﹰpacks
Servin dat shelf
Out the the project flat
Take a lil bit a walk
Where market at
Gave my god a lil talk
Now they coppin a pack
Only f#ck n#gg#s
Ain’t runnin no lap
I was servin that chalk
When i had me no plan
On to the cut
Gotta double
Em bands
See me an opp
Duckin no man
Sending some shots
To the top of they
Neck
Reekin ah cop
I ain’t frontin no bag
We get the stoppin and running
From that
Till am 30 years i might stop by the trapp
Coz pockets ant swolе
Gotta run that sh#t back
Stacking dat dough
From dat quater of a pack
Got me up on the road
I ain’t sign a contract
If a f#ck n#gg# fold
Hе shot in the back
St8 out tha trap
How am moving that pack
It was looking like gold
I ain’t never had jack
Now am kickin dat door
Coz gotta get back
Am an entrapreneur
How am finna get cash
Serving dat dope
Am the one to get at
These n#gg#s hoes
And they runnin with that
They get the whinnin keep lying
On that
Am on the go
Out a private jet
n#gg#s selling they soul
Prolly tryna get next
Whippin that 4
And
I am prouda tha cash
Now a young n#gg# grown
Got me hittin the dash
If you gon fold
Now dont f#ck with the gang
I be grippin that chrome
No internet
b#tch sucking dick and
She in ta that
You was geekin at home
I was serving a pack
I be hardly alone
b#tch am having a strap
Breakin your bone like
Kit kat
Serving that load
f#ck a kick back
Heard a opp n#gg# told like a feedback
Who finna cuff a lil b#tch
I was just runnin sum errands
To start my lil biz
Am in trap with a stick
Hopefully we ain’t even stoppin
Tha trap in this b#tch
Ion give a f#ck bout
A b#tch what she doin
You n#gg#s trap all back
Start moving
I be on sight
Pack moving
You get a pack
Then ruin
These n#gg#s thought
This sh#t is a movie
We pullin up and start with the shooting
Gettin to the guap
Started the movement
We are the squad
We ain’t doin recruiting
Unless you be focused bout
Gettin up to it
Hanging sh#t up got my pockets
All groovy
Am in trap tryna get by
Through it
f#ck n#gg# fold he struck
By the uzzi
Gettin to the doe
By the pushin
Stackin my doe by the
Load and its part of the
Kushin
b#tch i got lime and that cookie
You wanna getchu that smoke
I provide while you lookin
You wanna fly out the bookin
You gotta getchu that dope
And suprise a lil rookie
I got the grind like am tookie
n#gg#s ant having no hope
So i call em lil pookie
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