Lyrics:
a damn not a little B-sec I Pull up Get the VIP service No I.D needed U Better take notice I aint bout to answer no questions If u got a problem betta
boys wanna sound like me Got my fours and they all gonna ride for me Shoot you from the neck up like a fucking I.D For a while ain't no child with
(blast) Know my drip just splash (splash) Walk in said I don't need I.D (uh uh) Bad lil bitch you know she a freak Run to the cash I'm a young athlete (run
steamed But not high enough that I can't supply these pipe dreams I.d Norf face on my sliders norf face on my I.d I got Norf face on my sliders norf face
Pourin' up drink, who the fuck keep on calling? No caller I.D Walk in the club, I got it tucked, don't need no I.D These niggas not thugs, don't got no
Can't trust nobody when the sunshine leaves Even with no I.D they don't have fun like me Faded dreams run through my blood stream Please don't make
so nigga don't try me Two niggas with guns, snatch yo wallet That pickpocket want my I.D and I spray your zone Treat niggas like strippers and put
to B.I.G Face I.D the only thing I need to hit the V.I.P They be like, "Wait, who that be?" (bitch) That be him-othy Shimmy shimmy yeah, when I'm shaking
talking marijuana but a uso Really blaze it up like Barrack Obama I stay ready for it getting to the Cheese Keep two phones got the Burner I.d No time for
And I've been calling and I know you see my number on that caller I.D Just listen to the words (truth hurts) I got reason to believe that you've been
I know dem guys wanna do it like me jiggy Can’t step like me Omo pull up we show no I.D jiggy boys Them know who I be Got a problem dunno how
This album was written over the course of one week And mainly created in just four studio sessions between Logic and No. I.D But perfected over
Fuck it, time to put some jetskis on L.A Look, I got a team at my bank, I don't even need an I.D at my bank This used to be a dream we would chase I
the line-up First album, the EP was No I.D Last album, the executive producer is me, I'm set free Sayonara So the crazy shit is right, like, when we was
cudi and big Conversations with no i.d Who made hits with ye, got hits with jay Now he wanna fuck around and make hits with me If it's meant to be, then
sweet like crème brûlée Hey, it's me I'm the girl with the fake I.D Been dope on the scene since I was 16 Big dreams, make them a reality Hey, it's
on my thousand island Wildin' stylin' I be I get so much money its my i.d Don't try me and if I dont do nuthin' I'm a fuckin' ball And I ain't bout
don't need I.D Sayin' "Hi" to every single pretty girl I see 'Cause everybody in the party wanna be like me Hot fire, I burn that flame K-double A-N,
And I've been calling and I know you see my number on that caller I.D Just listen to the words (truth hurts) I got reason to believe that you've been
killed the club Took patron to the head, almost killed a thug R.I.P. to the V.I.P I got my lil' niggas in the club, fuck I.D My niggas kill at will, give
wanna go inside the club with no gold piece And walk in with no I.D. and No I.D No matter how far the hood seems We all still got hood dreams I always
And in the middle of March Before real life start, partied so hard We could hardly remember a thing It was PBRs and tiki bars Don't take my fake I.D
I be On land, air, or sea, I don't need No I.D Once again, let's get under their skins like I.V.'s Or Roman numerals fours (IV's) who we doin'
into some 'balming fluid Show your I.D then pass it right back to me cousin cause see I'm a minor And these wet daddies got your partner sweating like
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