No Fishing Allowed by Boss Billionaire Lyrics

Rehearsal




Ayo I do this shit no rehearsal

Real rap I ain’t tryna go commercial

Back block we eatin like nobu

You know my body everything global





I’m rich bitch my kicks some thousands

Stylin
Wit no stylist I’m fly a helicopter chopper

Aircraft pilot

Aviator status

Get stomped till I see loubiton bottoms

It be the broke niggas wit no dough

Tryna play you like a hoe

Certified dope boy you know the flow

Like frank mathews

Get a brick and start break dancin

I’m a artist I paint canvas

Experiment wit the art

Experienced from the start

I play wit numbers Experian Credit report
Fucked up crеdit scores

You stole money now look at your crеdit karma

I’m a man of honor

Been that way since niggas was rappin on down bottom

Come up dvd

I sold smack in Harlem

Cause even back then I was a fuckin problem

My block full of goons and goblins




Ayo I do this shit no rehearsal

Real rap I ain’t tryna go commercial

Back block we eatin like nobu

You know my body everything global






I ain’t know winning bring ops I should of known

They probally was hating all along

It got to be the money I even up the score

It’s different when lebron got the ball

Huh

They can’t rap for shit not even a Christmas gift

Diareah out the mouth How I spit this shit

These new niggas Ed

Get hit wit led

And then diss the dead

When god get his hands yall niggas


When god start callin for niggas

They gone have to answer

You ever heard of crabs in a barrel

Pull a nigga down and what have you

We call that a take you wit me man

A suicide bomber

A Yes man

I cook the best grams

Here test this

I cook grits for breakfast

If she give good neck I might get her a neck less

Text her behind my main bitch back reckless

Even tho I know better

She get mad and I buy her new sweaters

We might even go to Coachella