“No More” Lyrics – YungSaintJ
Singer: YungSaintJ
Title: “No More”
(tag) – timeline oh my god
“grrr uh yah”
b#tches, be talking in here
“f#ck it”
We just might pull off a lick
Me and lil port, port
Will pull up with sticks
“gas”
My own city be dissing my sh#t
“facts”
Air it out on these lil bitty b#tches
“grrrrrahh”
My bag got louis v stitching
“huh”
Like officer why you tripping, i only got weed in my system
“haha”
I pull up with 100’s and 50’s
“cash”
And all of these blunts, are pre-scripted
“yah”
If your chasing clout then you’re, missing
“b#tch”
I put in work like the pistons
“on god”
04′ b#tch got me tripping, child support got to blicking
And them shots really hitting, better duck better listen
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah “port port, port port”
n#gg#s be talking in here
“f#ck it”
n#gg#, get rolled up like some dope
“dopе”
b#tches be plotting in herе
My mumma told me don’t trust no hoe
“fire”
n#gg#s start tweaking in here, i bet lil port gon, up that pole
“that pole”
n#gg#s be jesus in here got them racks gon, up that scope
“yewww”
Its a whole lotta smoke, in this b#tch if that n#gg# gone tweak on me anyday
“yeah”
Got that choppa on me and that 40 delete, p#ss# it’s a d.o.a
“that chop”
Get lost in the sauce, and they wondering why cause i told them to pick up the pace
“get up”
Headshot lil n#gg# on face, lil port that name hold weight
“on god shit”
Lemme just step on my opps and give me whatever, you got
‘b#tch
Bud, money, chains your pockets are lint
“yeah”
It is some dust in the b#tch
Your are so broke you ain’t apart of my problem
“yah”
You should call baby cause my songs are charting
“woah”
I got to make it so nobody starving
“nah”
I need a watch to show my departing
“that watch”
I need a jet to show i’m an artist
‘b#tch”
Remember my friends they going the hardest
“yeah”
I cannot trip no safety, no harness
I gotta run to travel the harvest
People gon, hate i’m trying regardless
“yeah”
Something about that’s deeper than scaring
“f#ck em”
Feel like i’m ye i’m staying heartless, i got to show em i’m dying regardless
“b#tch”
“grrr uh yah”
b#tches, be talking in here
“f#ck it”
We just might pull off a lick
Me and lil port, port
Will pull up with sticks
“gas”
My own city be dissing my sh#t
“facts”
Air it out on these lil bitty b#tches
“grrrrrahh”
My bag got louis v stitching
“huh”
Like officer why you tripping, i only got weed in my system
“haha”
I pull up with 100’s and 50’s
“cash”
And all of these blunts, are pre-scripted
“yah”
If your chasing clout then you’re, missing
“b#tch”
I put in work like the pistons
“on god”
04’ b#tch got me tripping, child support got to blicking
And them shots really hitting, better duck better listen
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