No Ties by Jiah Zuniga Lyrics
[Intro: Jiah Zuniga]
Yeah
Yeah
[Verse 1: Jiah Zuniga]
I'm still the rookie as I'm stepping up in this game, but I've changed, I done seen some things, I been making plays
I plot, and move, I write down my own moves
Stop it, I don't need no tool
I write down the mission, then I put it into action, then I go and grab it, my results is tragic
Them ILLARTIST cats are the golden goose
I don't know why, but it seems like they can never lose
I'm spitting on this bitch like I'm disgusted with her (uh)
I'm playing with the game like I'm the prosecutor (uh)
Stand up guy, if you call me out, I will never stand down
Looking at my victims like "Shut up bitch, this is only first down!"
Quentin Tarantino said that he would like to shoot me, just so me and wifey could have a classic movie, but I told him naw, that I'm chasing me a Grammy
Pops lived in Inglewood, but there's no ties with the families
Yeah
[Verse 2: B.S.]
Through death I was birthed, in life I was cursed
Gold chains for the fools when there's laughter at birthed
Hide away like a smurf, Gargamel on they turf
Caught up in the wrong shit, thats just how evil lurks
Glock 40 she squirts, with fuck niggas she flirts
Dime rocks size of mentos when the Pisa hit my chirp
I talk greezy cause its easy, my mom wires so appeezy
Moms gave me a speech before her pup hit the streets
Shoot first little nigga and don't ever ever speak
Don't bring drama to my door catch a nigga on the sneak
[Outro: B.S.]
Bah!
Yeah
Yeah
[Verse 1: Jiah Zuniga]
I'm still the rookie as I'm stepping up in this game, but I've changed, I done seen some things, I been making plays
I plot, and move, I write down my own moves
Stop it, I don't need no tool
I write down the mission, then I put it into action, then I go and grab it, my results is tragic
Them ILLARTIST cats are the golden goose
I don't know why, but it seems like they can never lose
I'm spitting on this bitch like I'm disgusted with her (uh)
I'm playing with the game like I'm the prosecutor (uh)
Stand up guy, if you call me out, I will never stand down
Looking at my victims like "Shut up bitch, this is only first down!"
Quentin Tarantino said that he would like to shoot me, just so me and wifey could have a classic movie, but I told him naw, that I'm chasing me a Grammy
Pops lived in Inglewood, but there's no ties with the families
Yeah
[Verse 2: B.S.]
Through death I was birthed, in life I was cursed
Gold chains for the fools when there's laughter at birthed
Hide away like a smurf, Gargamel on they turf
Caught up in the wrong shit, thats just how evil lurks
Glock 40 she squirts, with fuck niggas she flirts
Dime rocks size of mentos when the Pisa hit my chirp
I talk greezy cause its easy, my mom wires so appeezy
Moms gave me a speech before her pup hit the streets
Shoot first little nigga and don't ever ever speak
Don't bring drama to my door catch a nigga on the sneak
[Outro: B.S.]
Bah!