No Mo by O.D. Genesis Lyrics
I'm in love with the corpo (corpo, corpo)
Them crackers actually know know (know know, know know)
But def not the street bozos
They know how it be in the low low (low low, low low)
I grew up with the coco (coco, coco)
And I always saw the fo-fos (fo-fos, fo-fos)
But thankfully not the cocoa
And none of the yo-yos (yo-yos, yo-yos)
Then I got hooked to the cocoa (cocoa, cocoa)
I started cuz of the ol’ bros (ol’ bros, ol’ bros)
Who inspired me to go pro (shoutout Future!)
I did it for the street cred, yo’ know (yo’ know, yo’ know)
I didn’t wanna die, yolo (yolo, yolo)
I hated it I want no mo (no mo, no mo)
So I signed with the corpo
And they helped me, fosho (fosho, fosho)
Now my life is in slo-mo (slo-mo, slo-mo)
They give me all the control (control, control)
I really want, mo n’ mo (money!)
I tell the labels I do so (do so, do so)
I don’t feel, so low (so low, so low)
I used to be depressed, but no mo (no mo, no mo)
I got my fuckin’ mojo (I got it back!)
I’m no longer flyin’ solo (solo, solo)
I reap what I sow sow (sow sow, sow sow)
It’s pretty fuckin’ loco (loco, loco)
I got it from the corpo
They help me unlike the po’ po’ (po’ po’, po’ po’)
The black kids have the FOMO (FOMO, FOMO)
They wanna be like the Boko (Boko, Boko)
Instead of buildin’ the mobos
Cuz bein’ a thug’s so dope yo (dope yo, dope yo)
So I told the corpo (corpo, corpo)
That the kids want the coco (coco, coco)
And wanna be like the street mofos
So now the songs talk ‘bout the coco (coco, coco)
Now the kids hooked on the low low (low low, low low)
All they want is some coco (coco, coco)
And play around with the fo-fos
But I’m rich as fuck lets go go! (go go!, go go!)
At least they don’t want the cocoa (cocoa, cocoa)
Or even a bit of fro-yo (fro-yo, fro-yo)
Or be strapped up with the yo-yos
All way worse than the coco (coco, coco)
The corpos already know know (know know, know know)
That the kids are addicted, fosho (fosho, fosho)
But they ignore it like they don’ know
It’s so, so healthy, fosho (fosho, fosho)
I really want this mo n’ mo (mo n’ mo, mo n’ mo)
Them sippin’ from the solo (solo, solo)
Only straight coco
This gotta continue, cuz it’s dope bro (dope bro, dope bro)
This gotta continue, cuz yolo (yolo, yolo, yolo, yolo)
Them crackers actually know know (know know, know know)
But def not the street bozos
They know how it be in the low low (low low, low low)
I grew up with the coco (coco, coco)
And I always saw the fo-fos (fo-fos, fo-fos)
But thankfully not the cocoa
And none of the yo-yos (yo-yos, yo-yos)
Then I got hooked to the cocoa (cocoa, cocoa)
I started cuz of the ol’ bros (ol’ bros, ol’ bros)
Who inspired me to go pro (shoutout Future!)
I did it for the street cred, yo’ know (yo’ know, yo’ know)
I didn’t wanna die, yolo (yolo, yolo)
I hated it I want no mo (no mo, no mo)
So I signed with the corpo
And they helped me, fosho (fosho, fosho)
Now my life is in slo-mo (slo-mo, slo-mo)
They give me all the control (control, control)
I really want, mo n’ mo (money!)
I tell the labels I do so (do so, do so)
I don’t feel, so low (so low, so low)
I used to be depressed, but no mo (no mo, no mo)
I got my fuckin’ mojo (I got it back!)
I’m no longer flyin’ solo (solo, solo)
I reap what I sow sow (sow sow, sow sow)
It’s pretty fuckin’ loco (loco, loco)
I got it from the corpo
They help me unlike the po’ po’ (po’ po’, po’ po’)
The black kids have the FOMO (FOMO, FOMO)
They wanna be like the Boko (Boko, Boko)
Instead of buildin’ the mobos
Cuz bein’ a thug’s so dope yo (dope yo, dope yo)
So I told the corpo (corpo, corpo)
That the kids want the coco (coco, coco)
And wanna be like the street mofos
So now the songs talk ‘bout the coco (coco, coco)
Now the kids hooked on the low low (low low, low low)
All they want is some coco (coco, coco)
And play around with the fo-fos
But I’m rich as fuck lets go go! (go go!, go go!)
At least they don’t want the cocoa (cocoa, cocoa)
Or even a bit of fro-yo (fro-yo, fro-yo)
Or be strapped up with the yo-yos
All way worse than the coco (coco, coco)
The corpos already know know (know know, know know)
That the kids are addicted, fosho (fosho, fosho)
But they ignore it like they don’ know
It’s so, so healthy, fosho (fosho, fosho)
I really want this mo n’ mo (mo n’ mo, mo n’ mo)
Them sippin’ from the solo (solo, solo)
Only straight coco
This gotta continue, cuz it’s dope bro (dope bro, dope bro)
This gotta continue, cuz yolo (yolo, yolo, yolo, yolo)