No Love - Moneybagg Yo

In a drop no ceilings

Yea don’t what you heard I’m straight in appearance

So quit all that joking lil nigga (stop all that shit lil nigga)

This ain’t no Friday come in like Worm

Pull up and smoke me a nigga (pull up and smoke me a nigga)

I went and got me some money that’s mandatory (mandatory)

I grabbed the 40 it wasn’t handed to me (nah)

Just counted 200 I feel important (wooh)

I don’t start shit I finish stories (I do that)

I got all these niggas hatin (all of em)

Bitches that dissed me trynna date me (wooh)

I heard my nigga wanna ace me (why?)

Just cause his bitch trynna face me (uh uh uh)

Damn, feds trynna case me

Tied me to murders trynna lace me

Purge got me paranoid, pacin (welcome back perkys)

I hit the cup just to chase it

I got em feeling some type of way (why?)

They get on Twitter and type away

They just get bodied on getaway

41 I got the bigger face (the bigger roley)

Already knew they was finna hate

But guess how much money I’m bouta make (how much?)

Guess how much money I just spent (how much nigga?)

Add it up grab a pen (ok let’s get it)

See my charm like 40 (wooh)

Then my wrist like 50 (big money)

Double rings got me nifty (nice)

In the middle of Memphis at the Hilton (right now)

Same bitch said I’m ugly (what?)

Now she MCM crushin (man crush Monday)

I just broke a head I was rushin (that don’t matter there)

Crushin bars in the slushy

You just a nigga I used to fuck with

Ion fuck with you nomore

These niggas thought I was gone until I hopped out the Mazi like I’m Bobo

I’ll never tell the popo.

Pull up on em solo yelling out yolo

Austin P I got the mojo

Ice Tea swag bitch look like CoCoa

Hundred thousand in cash on me

I’m in the Yo with the bag on me

I’m in the Yo with the mag on me

You niggas done turned into fags on me

I feel its necessary that I kill em

I’m rockin zippers like I played in Thriller

Plus I got codeine on my liver

Plus I got OG in my system

I got red bottoms I got real Gucci rockin Faragamo in December

I’ll still buss a move in a rental

Pull up in crack his head down the middle

My downfall what they wishin

I know they don’t like a nigga

So when I make it to the red carpet I’m a be on that bitch with my hittas

She say she love me cause I’m genuine

Well where were you when I was feeling it

Well where were you when I was dealing it

Didn’t have a ride I was stealing it

These niggas easy like Sunday morning

I get my dick sucked before performances

I got the hickups that’s why I’m jumpin

I see the future I’m just being honest

Had money before CMG (ask Randolph ask em)

I’m cold enough cut the fan off

You got yo niggas and I got my niggas.

Let’s meet up and have a standoff

Fuck all that love.

It ain’t nomo love

Ran off on the plug.

Now I got the jug

So many blue hundreds they think that I’m Cause

I’m countin that shit up

You better not budge

No love bitch.

That’s just how I’m feeling real talk.

Aye don’t even try to,

you know what I’m sayin, come around you know what I’m sayin like you really

fuck with me you know what I’m sayin.

That shit fake.

And you know that