No Hook (feat. Eli Flash)

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Gibby Gadget

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Know I'm allergic to fake shit anyway
Bro like the choppa I f*ck with the mini k
Whole lotta coppas gone rush imma get away 
Pullup on feet and pull off inna getaway
Diamonds freezing cold
Niggas be singing like Keysha cole
Had to get me some cheese & dough
Them bullets uh stuff em like pizza rolls 
You hit the road I hit hood 
I Roll up a wood then I gotta jugg
I back out the pole and that's all it took 
You need a show I'm already booked
Bitche please I know you a skeez she got on her knees i got in her throat 
I cannot believe, you Niggas deceive, you pullup and freeze, you hitting the woah
We ain't bros, wen I see you ? nigga I want not can not be you 
Off white onna jacket see through
Selling birds like American eagle
I get them bands wit me then I skrt 
And all all of my mans wit me from the dirt
I keep a tan and a couple percs 
You know Im alert imma score first you shitten me
Pour up a 4 and some Hennessy bitch on my body I can't let her get to me, look
Kick in ya door u a enemy mom crying and ya brother remember me, shook
Blood onna floor and its clipped for ya daughter if shawty go tryna go yell and scream
Getting money you ain't gotta ask me, still hopping out of niggas taxis GANG

Walk on a fast beat 
Like I'm a athlete 
Bet you won't pass me

Stuffing up baggies
Bagging the pack 
And yes I am tax-ing 

Give me the bag please 
Spiral to flash 

Like I'm 
Quaterback-ing

Gibby too gabby
This ain't a gift 
But Y'all fiending to have it
Put up a bounty

G.I.B. Starting the wave
And it's nasty

Bitches like splash me
Calling me daddy

Niggas be Guppies 
Just swimming to catch me

Can't let 'em have me
Giving 'em havoc 
This shit is tragic Chris

A nigga moms tried to bag the kid
I'd be wrong if I smashed and dipped 
And left her open like a bag of chips

Childish hoes wanna nag the kid
To brag and shit 
Touchy ass playing tag and shit
Lovey dovey cause the bag is here
Catching feelings for the cash and shit

Yea I know 

You mad as shit 
Only paying for your cab to dip
Wasn't playing when I said I'm player 
You playing with me
Know I had to win

Westbrook 
What I'm averaging 
Best look 
Who you challenging 
Me and Flash 
Made this shit up so fast
I think Left the hook out again

Hit the gas 
Nigga lit up the crash

I'm finna blast
Count me down to ten

Hit of that
Make a nigga relax

We in the clouds
Looking down on them

Get the map
Can you see where we at

I'm seeing black
Yo what town we in

Bro I'm smacked
Kind of backwood is that

Just put me back
On the ground again

Pass it up
You could do what you want 

Just let blunt 
Go around again

Po' a cup 
Till I'm throwing it up 

We going up
Till I'm down again 

Shittin' me

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