No Consequence by Kj7 Lyrics
[Verse]
Ayy, we knock a nigga out his placement
Leave his body aching
Got 2 or 4 chops in da basement
He asking, "why I'm losing", nigga I ain't even racin'
I heard he gettin' married, walk down, we gon cancel the engagement
Aye, put a switch up on the Glock
ARP and 223's, so he gone milly when I rock
Need a skelly on my wrist, I swear to god I need that watch
And your time been runnin' out, so I suggest you watch da clock
Know we live to ride, so if we die, there ain't no consequence
Speak against the gang, den its beef thеre ain't no arguing
The winter gеttin' cold I came to drop and make it hot again
And now I want da rolls so I could dress down with my cardigan
Used to look at old photos then be like, "you remember dis?"
Now if I drop a album, nigga it's gon be some classic shit
Coulda done like 10, got off my ass and I got past the shit
Can't dwell up in da past, think bout da future and da life I'm in
Ayy, drop top rollin' through the city
I say welcome to the chop shop
Bust a nut over her titties, bro tell me you better not cock block
Jus like NLE you best believe we got the block hot
4.5 bullets comin' out da Glock, gon make em pop lock
They keep tryna act like been gangin', tell em' stop stop
6GB we scoping around da block lookin' fa opp opps
And he talkin' really crazy, that's why his boy got popped
She been hoeing around the hour, she a little bitty thot thot
Uh uh, baby eat it up
She like, "Is it gettin' hot in here" I guess that it's heating up
Slide thru now they receding, Choppa bullets go right thru his chest now he ain't breathin'
Watch how pressed they finna act when I stack money and they dreamin'
[Outro]
When they dreamin'
Ayy
Lil bitch, when they dreamin'
Ayy, we knock a nigga out his placement
Leave his body aching
Got 2 or 4 chops in da basement
He asking, "why I'm losing", nigga I ain't even racin'
I heard he gettin' married, walk down, we gon cancel the engagement
Aye, put a switch up on the Glock
ARP and 223's, so he gone milly when I rock
Need a skelly on my wrist, I swear to god I need that watch
And your time been runnin' out, so I suggest you watch da clock
Know we live to ride, so if we die, there ain't no consequence
Speak against the gang, den its beef thеre ain't no arguing
The winter gеttin' cold I came to drop and make it hot again
And now I want da rolls so I could dress down with my cardigan
Used to look at old photos then be like, "you remember dis?"
Now if I drop a album, nigga it's gon be some classic shit
Coulda done like 10, got off my ass and I got past the shit
Can't dwell up in da past, think bout da future and da life I'm in
Ayy, drop top rollin' through the city
I say welcome to the chop shop
Bust a nut over her titties, bro tell me you better not cock block
Jus like NLE you best believe we got the block hot
4.5 bullets comin' out da Glock, gon make em pop lock
They keep tryna act like been gangin', tell em' stop stop
6GB we scoping around da block lookin' fa opp opps
And he talkin' really crazy, that's why his boy got popped
She been hoeing around the hour, she a little bitty thot thot
Uh uh, baby eat it up
She like, "Is it gettin' hot in here" I guess that it's heating up
Slide thru now they receding, Choppa bullets go right thru his chest now he ain't breathin'
Watch how pressed they finna act when I stack money and they dreamin'
[Outro]
When they dreamin'
Ayy
Lil bitch, when they dreamin'