No Trace

[Intro] Yeah, woah Yeah, woah (Boom-boom-boom) [Chorus] Walk in that bitch with my brothers We hangin' around with them cutters And, no, I do not want her, I'll dub her I walk in in that new Undercover Had to cut a bitch off, no, I do not trust her Might get a gold chain, shit look like mustard [Verse 1] Niggas be peons, they stealing the wave Hated on me 'cause I been getting paid We don't duck smoke, nigga, we runnin' fades Niggas love actin' two-faced Nigga wan' talk that shit, wait Dispensary gas, this not laced My shooters never gon' leave no trace Got a new mask up on my face Yeah, I don't talk, no, I move silеnt Diamonds in my ear, they shinin' I'm royalty, bitch, Your Highness Niggas lovе to betray my kindness So I stopped that shit Made a lil' band in an hour, real quick Goin' too hard, nigga, I can't quit Gotta make one call then we with them shits, bah I don't want her, I just want her friend Got some sins that I need to repent Smokin' gas, know it's heard what I said Ain't no going back, this is the end Got a Glock and that shit got a twin Run up on gang and them bullets gon' send Got too much anger, that shit really pent up, uh [Bridge] Oh Oh Oh Oh [Verse 2] I wake up and I'm blessed every day Gotta distance myself from the fakes I've been running from twelve and the jakes Niggas hatin', not on the same page Breakin' out of my limits, my cage I remember them dark ass days Now I'm rockin' out all on stage Know I'm rockin' that Rick while you can't throw fits Throw on my mask, we gon' hit that lick Get off my dick, always wanna talk shit Niggas don't wanna try, but they wanna come play Nigga toting that AR, that real gun play Put water on my neck, that shit feng shui If you really 'bout this shit, nigga, slide my way I know shooters that's gon' up the stick broad day, yeah You wan' talk me like I'm not a hot fuckin' topic, bitch I'm hot as the fuckin' tropics, bitch Get on that beat, I'ma talk my shit, the fuck is this? They mad at me, I seen some friends turn to enemies You cannot fuck with my energy I'm moving slow off that Hennessy, oh [Chorus] Walk in that bitch with my brothers We hangin' around with them cutters And, no, I do not want her, I'll dub her I walk in in that new Undercover Had to cut a bitch off, no, I do not trust her Might get a gold chain, shit look like mustard Had to cut a bitch off, no, I do not trust her Might get a gold chain, shit look like mustard