No Service by B-FANTA Lyrics
Verse 1: [B-FANTA]
Yeah I’m with the saucy
Yeah my diamonds glossy
She just won’t get off of me cuz i got all this guap on me
Running through these bands, they stackin up like its monopoly
No he ain’t my mans, paranoid he gonna plot on me
Like a massive beaver, she always just tryna get my green
She just wanna talk to me but way back she ain't notice me
Now I’m cooking up the heat they see I’m grindin for my jeans
I get this shit by any means won’t let these niggas get me
G-gucci loafers, feeling cozy in the whip, yeah
Range rover, see a goofy then i dip, yeah
Game over, in the stew i make these hits, yeah
Diamond choker, way too cold I’m feelin sick, yeah
We can pull up in the coupe
Gucci all up on my shoes
Any side i do not lose
Louis, now they call me cool
Sleeping on me you won’t snooze
Bitches just a pick and choose
Busy, i run up the blue
Ballin out I’m making moves
Don’t try to hit me up, i do not fuck wit you
I really got no choice, i gotta keep my cool
The bag you know i got secured, release some screws
We can ride a bently or the beamer coupe
Diamonds dancing and they wet just like some fiji
Ice around my neck, they jumping like i am luigi
I can see you walking while I’m ridin in a bently
Robins on my pants to keep em up i wear the louis
Now they wanna fuck wit me, whoever knew
I’m smoking on the gas, I’m faded, its gorilla glue, yeah
Tryna steal the sauce, the goofies always do
Just stay in your lane, you broke, you looking like a fool, yeah
Verse 2: [M. Caffs]
Leave me alone
Bitch leave me alone
I’m tryna run up all my bands
Delete yo number out my phone, aye
My heart is cold
My heart is so cold
Now you did me so wrong
But you not gon get a call, nah nah
Open up my heart, i should’ve never let you in
Keep my circle small no i don’t need no fuckin friends
Did this by myself, cuz all i wanna do is win
Thoughts up in my mind, I’m thinkin bout the presidents
So get the fuck up out from my side
These hoes plotting and they watching, i don’t think i got the time
People talking like they wit it, but they never down to ride
Always working to my dreams they say they see me on the climb
I was crusin round in jersey then i say yeah bust a left
Got the cash all in my pocket so you know we smoke the best
Only stickin wit the gang, cuz i ain’t fuckin wit the rest
How they talk about me changing when i pull up in that lex
Bad bitch coming through i think she like the way I’m flexing
Old bitch tried to play me now she always fuckin textin
Little did she know that i was fuckin on her best friend
Only dropping heat and i ain’t talking smith and weston, yeah
Yeah I’m with the saucy
Yeah my diamonds glossy
She just won’t get off of me cuz i got all this guap on me
Running through these bands, they stackin up like its monopoly
No he ain’t my mans, paranoid he gonna plot on me
Like a massive beaver, she always just tryna get my green
She just wanna talk to me but way back she ain't notice me
Now I’m cooking up the heat they see I’m grindin for my jeans
I get this shit by any means won’t let these niggas get me
G-gucci loafers, feeling cozy in the whip, yeah
Range rover, see a goofy then i dip, yeah
Game over, in the stew i make these hits, yeah
Diamond choker, way too cold I’m feelin sick, yeah
We can pull up in the coupe
Gucci all up on my shoes
Any side i do not lose
Louis, now they call me cool
Sleeping on me you won’t snooze
Bitches just a pick and choose
Busy, i run up the blue
Ballin out I’m making moves
Don’t try to hit me up, i do not fuck wit you
I really got no choice, i gotta keep my cool
The bag you know i got secured, release some screws
We can ride a bently or the beamer coupe
Diamonds dancing and they wet just like some fiji
Ice around my neck, they jumping like i am luigi
I can see you walking while I’m ridin in a bently
Robins on my pants to keep em up i wear the louis
Now they wanna fuck wit me, whoever knew
I’m smoking on the gas, I’m faded, its gorilla glue, yeah
Tryna steal the sauce, the goofies always do
Just stay in your lane, you broke, you looking like a fool, yeah
Verse 2: [M. Caffs]
Leave me alone
Bitch leave me alone
I’m tryna run up all my bands
Delete yo number out my phone, aye
My heart is cold
My heart is so cold
Now you did me so wrong
But you not gon get a call, nah nah
Open up my heart, i should’ve never let you in
Keep my circle small no i don’t need no fuckin friends
Did this by myself, cuz all i wanna do is win
Thoughts up in my mind, I’m thinkin bout the presidents
So get the fuck up out from my side
These hoes plotting and they watching, i don’t think i got the time
People talking like they wit it, but they never down to ride
Always working to my dreams they say they see me on the climb
I was crusin round in jersey then i say yeah bust a left
Got the cash all in my pocket so you know we smoke the best
Only stickin wit the gang, cuz i ain’t fuckin wit the rest
How they talk about me changing when i pull up in that lex
Bad bitch coming through i think she like the way I’m flexing
Old bitch tried to play me now she always fuckin textin
Little did she know that i was fuckin on her best friend
Only dropping heat and i ain’t talking smith and weston, yeah