No Effort

[Verse 1: Berner]

Light the joint and let the ice shine

I'm chilling in Chicago, windy city of Detroit

We get busy in Chicago, we do plenty in Torronto, ho

Market getting ready, making money make me happy

All I think about is fetti, back when [?] was new

I grabbed a gold Presi, [?]

The chain is so heavy, sold [?] from [?]

Hidin in the sock drore, 70 stores

Next year [?]

[?] they want more

Grab the whole top floor

Whent crazy in the H, [?] hot for

The reason you need I.D., not another like me

You don't wanna go to war, trust me, it get pricey

Shout out to thе wifey, our little boy is evеrything

[?] taste great, had to hit it with the lemonade

Baby seeing [?], ho, money made my head hurt

Master at comunication, your boy's an expert

[Chorus: Berner]

Yeah

I  made a milli with no effort

Long days and crazy bitches, it make my chest hurt

Fuck the club, I'm tryna network

Your roledex, your net worth

I always put the bread first

I do this shit with no effort

I  made a milli with no effort

Long days and crazy bitches, it make my chest hurt

Fuck the club, I'm tryna network

Your roledex, your net worth

I always put the bread first

I do this shit with no effort

[Verse 2: DRODi]

Rolling blunts like a [?] making [?] plates

Diamonds on my cuban, but [?] heavyweight

Used to rap the bags, whipe them down and hit the interstate

Now I rap on tracks, mix them down, we knocking three a day

[?] hustle, it don't matter what you moving, man

Cameras always rolling, like I'm tryna pull a movie prank

Monitised the vlogs, off the camera, I still do the same

I'm always being me, I'm getting paid just to do my thing

Up inside the [?], fucking on three maried thots

[?] used to hate the cops, now a days, they help me out

Walk me through the crowd, while I'm smoking on the latest drop

I still feel the same, but I can't lie, some shit changed a lot

[?] muggin, they just some fans that want some pictures though

The old me would be tripping, like, what the fuck you looking for?

On the road I'm doing shows, yeah, lately, they've been booking more

Sliding through the city, in my lack, I'm still tipping 4's

[Chorus: Berner]

Yeah

I  made a milli with no effort

Long days and crazy bitches, it make my chest hurt

Fuck the club, I'm tryna network

Your roledex, your net worth

I always put the bread first

I do this shit with no effort

I  made a milli with no effort

Long days and crazy bitches, it make my chest hurt

Fuck the club, I'm tryna network

Your roledex, your net worth

I always put the bread first

I do this shit with no effort

[Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa]

Let's get it

Before you make the shot, you gotta know the distance

Before you board the yacht, you gotta take your shoes off

Please, miss, I'm in that [?]

You in that Spring shit

Expensive bottles getting sent around at each dinner

They travel far just to come sit down and eat with us

That's what you calling [?]

[?] small [?]

We've been doing shrooms all week

Bringing life to this world, we don't care about money

With my son at hoop practice, my idea of stunting

Just came through custam, secure 1.5 like it wasn't nothing

Just ran through a pound, 'cause I got plenty of them

Me and Berner ain't friends, that's my real brother

Catch me riding top down, 'cause the city love us

We doing our job, if our kids grow up with each other

Taylor Gang

[Chorus: Berner]

Yeah

I  made a milli with no effort

Long days and crazy bitches, it make my chest hurt

Fuck the club, I'm tryna network

Your roledex, your net worth

I always put the bread first

I do this shit with no effort

I  made a milli with no effort

Long days and crazy bitches, it make my chest hurt

Fuck the club, I'm tryna network

Your roledex, your net worth

I always put the bread first

I do this shit with no effort