No Good by Shad Fer Lyrics
[Hook]
We was up to no good (look em up)
We been up to no good (sentence them to death)
[Verse 1]
Knocking, knocking, knocking on yo noggin
Like a rock-em-sock-em,hard problems
Parking in the projects next to rock bottom
Planned to have the mansion poppin' poppin'
Poverty and starving was not an option
I'm just rocking I'm the lead guitarist
Plan to do Bahamas like the Green Goblin did to Gotham
Bomb a bombaclat Batman for making me his Robin
Back in eight grade,we was robbing,pick and pocket all them
I'm talking stolen phones and watches just to cop a profit
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Which one of y'all wanna watch me drift
While I switch the shift
Look ma no hands
Pull the key out of the ignition
Two chicks scared to die in the back
But I'll put the key back in if y'all kiss
They don't wanna slip off this bridge
Doing what they gotta do then go about they biz
And they still love me tho
They ain't gotta tell no fibs cause they still lemme know
In the crib where we go my niggas still bringing more hoes
These chicks doing splits on the floor
They do not believe in love,that for the old folks
And now it's bout the drugs,now it's bout the sex
Bout the drinks,being young and the speakers blowing
Till the beats make the streets turn up right
Too late to turn back,too late to turn back
Too deep in the cut right
Her hand in my pants
Her eyes look at mine like she finna suck right
My boy yell 5-0,everybody slide out
And I ain't even surprised
It's a lot of fake disguise
Gotta keep it real for you one time
Ain't one time I been scared of the one time
[Outro]
Pray for me,pray x5
Pray for he, pray x5
Pray for she, pray x5
Pray for we,pray x5
We was up to no good (look em up)
We been up to no good (sentence them to death)
[Verse 1]
Knocking, knocking, knocking on yo noggin
Like a rock-em-sock-em,hard problems
Parking in the projects next to rock bottom
Planned to have the mansion poppin' poppin'
Poverty and starving was not an option
I'm just rocking I'm the lead guitarist
Plan to do Bahamas like the Green Goblin did to Gotham
Bomb a bombaclat Batman for making me his Robin
Back in eight grade,we was robbing,pick and pocket all them
I'm talking stolen phones and watches just to cop a profit
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Which one of y'all wanna watch me drift
While I switch the shift
Look ma no hands
Pull the key out of the ignition
Two chicks scared to die in the back
But I'll put the key back in if y'all kiss
They don't wanna slip off this bridge
Doing what they gotta do then go about they biz
And they still love me tho
They ain't gotta tell no fibs cause they still lemme know
In the crib where we go my niggas still bringing more hoes
These chicks doing splits on the floor
They do not believe in love,that for the old folks
And now it's bout the drugs,now it's bout the sex
Bout the drinks,being young and the speakers blowing
Till the beats make the streets turn up right
Too late to turn back,too late to turn back
Too deep in the cut right
Her hand in my pants
Her eyes look at mine like she finna suck right
My boy yell 5-0,everybody slide out
And I ain't even surprised
It's a lot of fake disguise
Gotta keep it real for you one time
Ain't one time I been scared of the one time
[Outro]
Pray for me,pray x5
Pray for he, pray x5
Pray for she, pray x5
Pray for we,pray x5