NO CHORUS by DreadFull Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Niggas is fake they don't get my respect
Bitches ain’t real don't believe what she said
Diss on the internet we'll take your head
Money is coming and we’ll get some bread
.22 on me make me fill him with lead
Niggas is good everywhere that I step
LOR gang what I rep till the death
Gang shit
Nigga run up get yo brain split
2 or 3 niggas around me they dangerous
1 call and 20 niggas they know where your place is
40 on me and that bitch super traceless
Call up Trey 7 he blast he ain't grazing
Don't get me started with my lil Haitian
Masked up we got gloves on don't be hating
I'll get the addy where your niggas staying
Think that I'm broke cause nigga I fake it
Just hit your bitch on the low and you faced it
Just like a party bitch we'll get you wasted
Gun on my hip my lil bitch know I waist it
Need some henny with no chaser
Need a baddie that be shaking
Pop some molly had me racing
Mix it wit lean and tonight I might just catch a body no playin
Gun shots they had him aching, (laying)
S3S he catching bodies he baked him
Leave him at park's he ain’t even goin lake him
Crushing packs like I be slaving
Need a baddie not a basic
Plug got connects so my lawyer be smart like she Asian
Bad bitches had them waiting
I’m in phoenix call me Ayton
I'll shoot a opp for I go in the station
10k up on my waist den
My life a movie I got bitches paying
I’m at da top of the city these niggas be hating
All my opps I got they bitches naked
If I want it imma take it
Money coming hard to save it
Bitches see me and get cravings
Bitch I'm on point like I'm Payton or Curry nigga whipping dat pot
Money go up like a nigga do stocks
Cops sliding nigga hide it in socks
What you hiding? Nigga we got da shhh
Niggas is fake they don't get my respect
Bitches ain’t real don't believe what she said
Diss on the internet we'll take your head
Money is coming and we’ll get some bread
.22 on me make me fill him with lead
Niggas is good everywhere that I step
LOR gang what I rep till the death
Gang shit
Nigga run up get yo brain split
2 or 3 niggas around me they dangerous
1 call and 20 niggas they know where your place is
40 on me and that bitch super traceless
Call up Trey 7 he blast he ain't grazing
Don't get me started with my lil Haitian
Masked up we got gloves on don't be hating
I'll get the addy where your niggas staying
Think that I'm broke cause nigga I fake it
Just hit your bitch on the low and you faced it
Just like a party bitch we'll get you wasted
Gun on my hip my lil bitch know I waist it
Need some henny with no chaser
Need a baddie that be shaking
Pop some molly had me racing
Mix it wit lean and tonight I might just catch a body no playin
Gun shots they had him aching, (laying)
S3S he catching bodies he baked him
Leave him at park's he ain’t even goin lake him
Crushing packs like I be slaving
Need a baddie not a basic
Plug got connects so my lawyer be smart like she Asian
Bad bitches had them waiting
I’m in phoenix call me Ayton
I'll shoot a opp for I go in the station
10k up on my waist den
My life a movie I got bitches paying
I’m at da top of the city these niggas be hating
All my opps I got they bitches naked
If I want it imma take it
Money coming hard to save it
Bitches see me and get cravings
Bitch I'm on point like I'm Payton or Curry nigga whipping dat pot
Money go up like a nigga do stocks
Cops sliding nigga hide it in socks
What you hiding? Nigga we got da shhh