No Kidding

[Intro: Famous Dex] Okay I am not kiddin' Ha Ooh Ha [Chorus: Famous Dex] Yeah, I am not kiddin', ooh, ooh Run up on me, yeah, I swear he be a body be missing Ha, ooh, ooh Got codeine, a cup of that dirty, you know he not missin', ah, ooh, huh Cuz on the cut with that Draco, he shootin' like Pippen, ha, huh, ooh Yeah, huh, I am not kiddin', ooh, ooh Run up on me, yeah, I swear he be a body be missing Ha, ooh, ooh Got codeine, a cup of that dirty, you know he not missin', ah, ooh, huh Cuz on the cut with that Draco, he shootin' like Pippen, ha, huh, ooh [Verse 1: Famous Dex] Huh, ooh, huh, I am not kiddin' (I am not kiddin') Tuh Fuck on that bitch, now that bitch want dick, it be missin' Hold on (Hold on), huh She swallowed it up, bae, are you kiddin'? Ha, ooh, I know you's a freak, huh, why I ain't listenin'? (Fuck, why I ain't—) Ha, ooh, huh, cam on me, huh I keep them money and fame on me, huh Run up on me, yeah, that thing on mе, huh Turn your ass to a Christmas tree (Ah, what?) Huh, yeah, the light on him Red bеam bring light on him I make the food with my twin on him Niggas lookin' like they sunt on him For real, huh I am not kidding, huh Run up on me, boy, you missin' I keep a bitch and she lickin' and lickin' I pop a Perc', yeah, I'm feelin' like different Huh, ooh, but with a Draco, go in a cut with a Draco Huh, all these hoes, they snakes, though (Snakes) Ha, yeah [Chorus: Famous Dex] Yeah, I am not kiddin', ooh, ooh Run up on me, yeah, I swear he be a body be missing Ha, ooh, ooh Got codeine, a cup of that dirty, you know he not missin', ah, ooh, huh Cuz on the cut with that Draco, he shootin' like Pippen, ha, huh, ooh Yeah, huh, I am not kiddin', ooh, ooh Run up on me, yeah, I swear he be a body be missing Ha, ooh, ooh Got codeine, a cup of that dirty, you know he not missin', ah, ooh, huh Cuz on the cut with that Draco, he shootin' like Pippen, ha, huh, ooh [Verse 2: Foolie] Rollin' up zips of the Wedding Cake Fuckin' your bitch but you know we don't go on dates Yeah, she suck my dick while I meditate Sippin' on drank, it make me elevate I can't walk in if I don't got my— uh, .38 I need my [?], now he need some surgery Ooh, smokin' gelato the [?] Beam on your head, a screen (Screen) Yellow tape all on the scene Fuck what you see on the screen Ask on my face, but in your shit like screens I bet if you walkin', you suckin' the team Suckin' around, I spilled lean on my tee I keep them choppers that's taller than trees [?] that shit right in with me Verses, we chargin' a fee [?], the GOAT way, sippin' on lean, yeah, I don't do Jose, smokin' on gas Keepin' that propone, keep a chopstick, I ain't talkin' no Lo Mein When I pull up, better hide your ho, mane I am not kiddin', bet I make your ho do the dishes [?] Draco stand tall as a midget [?] want smoke, you could get it [Chorus: Famous Dex & Fyndiiman] Yeah, I am not kiddin', ooh, ooh Run up on me, yeah, I swear he be a body be missing Ha, ooh, ooh Got codeine, a cup of that dirty, you know he not missin', ah, ooh, huh Cuz on the cut with that Draco, he shootin' like Pippen, ha, huh, ooh Yeah, huh, I am not kiddin', ooh, ooh Run up on me, yeah, I swear he be a body be missing Ha, ooh, ooh Got codeine, a cup of that dirty, you know he not missin', ah, ooh, yeah Cuz on the cut with that Draco, he shootin' like Pippen (Hello), ha, huh, ooh [Verse 3: Fyndiiman] Got a stick and a switch, I'ma hit her from the drip Make you slip, boy, you know you can't get it like this The way I walk with a limp, 'cause them blues, yeah, they strip I can take a nigga ho, got him thinkin' I'm a pimp Run up on me, is you kiddin'? Sent that boy there, got him thinkin' he Crippin' We been pourin' pints in the kitchen Pop a lil' 10, now lil' mama, she itchin' (Skrrt) They wanna be us, yeah, they envy Wanna be us, yeah, they copy the image (Hello) I cut the lil' ho, she was mickey Got me some money, can't fuck up the mission Fill the shoebox then wrap it up Got me some money, addicted to stackin' up Just got a new business in jack or somethin' Swipe what you need, you a Patek or a car or somethin' (Go) Pull up on your ho, big body (Big body) Smoke with me, know shit gettin' poppin' (Gettin' poppin') Play with me, yeah, yeah, you know this how we rockin' (This how we rockin') [?] nigga crossin', must think he [?] Yeah, jeans feel tight, Rockstar (Rockstar) Money go long, you could call it Brett Favre (Brett Favre) Married to the money, I could see the ho tomorrow We'd wake up in the mornin', give me mouth, no Rihanna [Chorus: Famous Dex] Yeah, I am not kiddin', ooh, ooh Run up on me, yeah, I swear he be a body be missing Ha, ooh, ooh Got codeine, a cup of that dirty, you know he not missin', ah, ooh, huh Cuz on the cut with that Draco, he shootin' like Pippen, ha, huh, ooh Yeah, huh, I am not kiddin', ooh, ooh Run up on me, yeah, I swear he be a body be missing Ha, ooh, ooh Got codeine, a cup of that dirty, you know he not missin', ah, ooh, huh Cuz on the cut with that Draco, he shootin' like Pippen, ha, huh, ooh