No Heart

[Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever What, what, what do you mean? (Y2? Is that you?) I'm flooded in ice, all ice and money [Chorus] Tried to play that girl like she a guitar, uh She ain't really have no heart, yeah Now she moving so far I'm the same one that was geekin' in the stars (Yeah) I'm the same one that was livin' on Mars I'm the same one that release in the dark Know some young niggas that still stealin' cars Know some young niggas that still sellin' hard [Verse 1] You ain't never ever 'posed to drop your guard You a fuck nigga, I can pull your card (Your card) You a fuck nigga, I can pull your broad Boy, you pussy, I'll pull your rock I'm the same nigga that stole your love I can just make Magnolia Rocks I'm the same nigga, make your sister tuck Make her legs shake when she try to walk I can make tears come down her face Had to wrap my hand 'round her waist No, you won't hear a sound from me She turned around, said she can't handle me I just get guap, what you don't understand? I can fuck your bitch, gave her twenty bands Fuck another bitch with my other hand I'm the same nigga, yeah, I love these bands Splash, splash, ooh, drop, drop Pull up new coupe, it's a new drop I can fuck your bitch right in my flip-flops Made that bitch give me top like a mop, mop (Mop, wait) Who is your goon, he is a flop He ain't on top, he don't run no block He a fuck nigga, gon' get ya ass shot (Grrah), yeah Pull up, coupe, lemon drop Man, this shit cost three hundred fifty knots It ain't nothin' special, man, it's coming all stock It ain't nothin' special, man, it's all blue knots Rick Owen', baby, rock with my Docs Match my shoes just with my socks I ain't never fall in love with no thot Fucked your bitch, in your face, she lied Yes, I treat my opps like all her opps Come out of the show with, like, sixty-five Got an Asian flow like, It G Ma I can fuck your bitch, on that Mister Miyagi Pokémon like Misty, yeah Pull up on the scene, VETEMENTS Shit so fresh, had to wear it ten times They think I'm losing my mind, yeah, yeah On the real, do you really think I care? (No way) I got love scars, tatted in my tears (I do) 'Rari headlights, you look like a deer Ooh, ah, I was in the sky, acid, yeah, It's tricky high, uh That boy fried, lost his soul when he lost his mind Fuck a bitch fast, I don't take my time I was on the phone 'cause I'm always on the grind (The grind) Ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah (Grind—grind, grind, grind—grind, grind, grind—grind, grind, grind—grind) Come hold a MAC On the real, I'm not a holy man Smoke the 'Wood like he a stogie, man Masked up my face like a goalie, man You baby boy, like you Jody, man My favorite Glock is the 40, man I get you hit for, like, forty bands That shit gon' touch, just, like, forty hands My bitch so foreign, from forty lands I was the one that was in the mix These niggas mad, 'cause I'm really rich These niggas mad at my image, bitch These niggas hate that my image switched Come suck my dick, you lil' kissing bitch I can't believe you gon' kiss his lips And this a Rollie, not a Nixon, bitch He hate on me and he old as shit That boy, he look like he fifty-six I got a Tre Pound Seven (Bah) That shit'll flip his hip I got a Glock with a stick in it I took your bitch, know you're missing it, yeah [Chorus] Tried to play that girl like she a guitar, uh She ain't really have no heart, yeah Now she moving so far I'm the same one that was geekin' in the stars I'm the same one that was livin' on Mars I'm the same one that release in the dark Know some young niggas that still stealin' cars Know some young niggas that still sellin' hard Tried to play that girl like she a guitar, uh (Yeah) She ain't really have no heart, yeah Now she moving so far I'm the same one that was geekin' in the stars I'm the same one that was livin' on Mars I'm the same one that release in the dark Know some young niggas that still stealin' cars Know some young niggas that still sellin' hard [Verse 2] Bitch, I'm on fire, turned Charizard After I fuck, bitch, call a car Yes, I got them foreign broads I call them girls off a calling card Takin' Percs, get hella nause', yeah Home Alone, like Macaulay Culkin Yeah, sometimes I feel important Ooh, got the good plug in Portland Got a bad bitch out in New Orleans, yeah When I get so bored, bae, I might go shop right at Barney's, yeah ALYX studio 'round my body, that's my harness, yeah Tell that bitch, "What you want?" but this ain't no Carnage, yeah