No Clue - Young Nudy, Lil Yachty

Ayy T.J.

roll up another blunt bruh

Ya heard me?

Alright, let’s do it

Mmm, mmm, yeah

I just wanna thank y’all hoes, thank y’all hoes

I used to be a lover boy

That ho brought me to a savage

Treat this ho like I’m a savage

Fuck on your ho like a savage

Yeah, she lovin' these racks

She lovin' these racks, I stay with them racks

Smokin on that stupid pack

Loud pack, can you smell that?

Kush pack, yeah I’m blowin' that

Doing two hundred, I’m blowin' that

Yeah you ridin' in that pluck pluck

I just pulled up in that Tonka truck

Hop in that mutherfucker fresh as fuck

Big racks, shirty hangin out

Big thirty, yeah it’s hangin' out

With the gang everywhere go, yeah we hangin' out

Yeah, these bitches they choose

These niggas hatin', give they ass the blues

Nigga wanna play blues the clues

Your ho wanna fuck and you didn’t have a clue

I would hate to be you

You broke as fuck and your ho know it too

And you lame as a fool, your whole gang look lame too

Damn, I’m racked up, stackin' my money up

Condo nigga, I’m flexin up

All these whips and I’m icy bruh

I know your ho, yeah she liking us

Yea you know this that gang shit

And we don’t fuck with that lame shit

And you is not the pyramid

I’m in the block where you can’t go in

Yeah, you feeling that?

Smokin' that gas, can you hear that?

Loud pack, ooh, it’s that loud pack

Smokin' that anthrax

In the Maybach, yeah we kick back

Hoes just say wanna suck that

I know that they love that

Kush pack, yeah I’m blowin' that

Doing two hundred, I’m blowin' that

Yeah you ridin' in that pluck pluck

I just pulled up in that Tonka truck

Hop in that mutherfucker fresh as fuck

Big racks, shirty hangin out

Big thirty, yeah it’s hangin' out

With the gang everywhere go, yeah we hangin' out

Yeah, these bitches they choose

These niggas hatin', give they ass the blues

Nigga wanna play blues the clues

Your ho wanna fuck and you didn’t have a clue

Get it up

Baby suck semen like a sippy cup

Get a nigga knocked for like fifty bucks

My nigga walk around with the semi tucked

Niggas think I’m sweet 'cause I smile

Okay, I’ma have to do a nigga foul

Slap a nigga right in front of his child

Give him the blues 'cause his ho goin' wild, wild

Wild, been smashin' your ho, ain’t gon' lie for a while

Flooded my face and my dial

Born rich and you ride rocks to the loud

That’s why I had beef in the back

That’s the one-eighty, that’s facts

Nudy my nigga, that’s black

Most these rap niggas be whack

Fuck her friend, show up the stacks

Brother locked up, that nigga shipped the packs

That nigga he was 'bout racks

All of my niggas 'bout racks

Lil Boat

Kush pack, yeah I’m blowin' that

Doing two hundred, I’m blowin' that

Yeah you ridin' in that pluck pluck

I just pulled up in that Tonka truck

Hop in that mutherfucker fresh as fuck

Big racks, shirty hangin out

Big thirty, yeah it’s hangin' out

With the gang everywhere go, yeah we hangin' out

Yeah, these bitches they choose

These niggas hatin', give they ass the blues

Nigga wanna play blues the clues

Your ho wanna fuck and you didn’t have a clue

Umm, well

That’s the end of that story

And that’s a wrap