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[Verse 1: Noo$e] Uhh, leave a message at the tone boy Cause I might o' stayed with your biddy Welcome Noo$e just might take over your city Catch a young nigga in Houston like Whitney When I'm in Houston I'm hittin' the Whitney's Send out my location to tell her come get me When I step out boy I look like the best When you step out boy, you look like a mess Know I got all my stripes like the ref Hit yo girl from the neck Bitch from my waverly want me to sext When I head to L.A. I just hop in the jet Placing on niggas I look like a check Prep upon on nigga I must be a GOAT By the way that I gloat they ask me to smoke Cause the answer is no [Hook] No (x4) We cannot work without dough Don't ask for no beef on the low No (x4) Shawty keep hittin' my phone Rest until I tell that bitch don't No (x4) I hit, then I had to go She tryin to spend time I said no No (x4) Last nigga from the O Swear to God I'm bout to blow [Verse 2: Noo$e] Shout out my niggas who busy He gettin it in in them 517s I'm flexin off while 17 With a coupe with no roof the American Dream Young nigga got steeze Missy with the clean swag, like ooo-wee Give her Master P, she like ooo-wee Had to leave, she was too mean Iggy A with the work Young Rihanna with the work Young Ferg put in work I'm in the back while she twerk If you ain't talking bout big bands Don't you fucking ask for a fucking verse Niggas' that key hit me for a free beat Be the fucking worst [Hook] No (x4) We cannot work without dough Don't ask for no beef on the low No (x4) Shawty keep hittin' my phone Restin' until I tell that bitch don't No (x4) I hit, then I had to go She tryin to spend time I said no No (x4) Last nigga from the O Swear to God I'm bout to blow [Verse 3: Jack Harlow] Back on my shit again Heard what they talking and that shit ain't interesting No I got family in Texas and all the way back up to Michigan She 26, she wanna corrupt me I act like I'm innocent But truthfully when I come over I blow out the back when I'm hitting it (uhh) I cannot fuck with these locals They say I act like I'm better Nah I just rap like I'm better I just been plotting to stack up my cheddar I hope when they see me They preferably wearing a jacket or sweater Cause I hit them boys with the coldest of shoulders It might start a blizzard no matter the weather [Hook] No (x4) We cannot work without dough Don't ask for no beef on the low No (x4) Shawty keep hittin' my phone Restin' until I tell that bitch don't No (x4) I hit, then I had to go She tryin to spend time I said no No (x4) Last nigga from the O Swear to God I'm bout to blow