No Chorus

[Intro: Bas]

Shit ain't got no chorus

I don’t need no chorus

This bitch ain't got no chorus

Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Bas]

Hardware, bear hide, I got thick skin

Stayed down like the pigskin on the yard marker

I'm the Godfather, better talk proper when you mention

Live wire, nigga, I fire like the Pistons

It got 12 V’s and a stick shift

Bitch nigga, you get hit quick

Queens niggas, we get rich quick or die tryin'

Goin' for green with the nine iron

I get booked by the hour and time flyin'

I just took me a shower, 'cause I'm lyin'

'Round the dirty money, nigga, I’m Zion

Get up, there’s no one as high as I am

The realest, you niggas is chicken shit

Pot fryin' when you pot-pie’ing

If my niggas ridin', then it's pop, pop

Nigga, that's word to my pop-pops

I came for the smoke like a hotbox

I came from the borough, I’m top spot

Got flows, now they want a photo when I rock shows

California in a 'Rari

California, that's the 'Rari

[Interlude: Buddy]

This shit ain't got no chorus

It ain't got no chorus

We don't need no chorus

You niggas is so

[Verse 2: Buddy]

Ayy, four hundred hoes

All in a row, line 'em up

Hit 'em with the give-and-go

Bitch, you knew what it was when you signed up

I was on cruise control

Until I seen the police behind us

Tunnel vision, I put on my blinders

Had a good fuckin' run, but your time's up, yeah

I was smokin' on weed out in Babylon

Yes indeed-y, I got all my diamonds on

Your bitch wanted my dick, yeah, I ought've known

Boy, you crazy, you think that she comin' home

Gettin' money, I got me a bankroll

You cannot hit the blunt, I don't think so

Boy, I sit on the court at the Lake-Show

Shut the fuck up, bitch, it's not a sing-along

[Interlude: Guapdad 4000]

This shit ain't got no chorus

It ain't got no chorus

Ain't no chorus

Nigga, you so (It's a check), ayy

[Verse 3: Guapdad 4000]

Your bitch watchin' my wrist stream like Vevo (Vevo)

I came from stealin' all the blockchains, nigga, I'm Deebo

Only rapper to make forty-five thousand off IG trolls

We both lit, but your shit don't hit, nigga, you a pre-roll

Learn somethin'

Ayy, money can't buy respect

But it can buy niggas who check those who disrespect

I been on a different check

I got a girl at home on tour, I need a different neck

Never third-wheelin' like a damn trike

I been in the mall with a scam stripe

I might need a wet wipe for when I touch niggas I don't like, yeah

[Interlude: Bas & Dreezy]

Shit ain't got no chorus

I don't need no chorus (Yeah, yeah)

Bitch ain't got no chorus (Ah, ah)

(Ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Verse 4: Dreezy]

Got a body like Video Vixens

Peepin' the fake like a sixth sense

Got a couple K's I put up in the bank

But I need little more, word to Tristan

Drownin' in money, quicksand

I don't hear these bitches, long distance

Call me Big Dreeze, I don't fit in

Can't get in my section with a wristband

Floorin' it

Chasin' that bag 'til I corner it

That wax on the tree like an ornament

Yeah, this drip ain't in stores, gotta order it, yeah

With the G.O.A.T.'s now, I got high power

Lil' dog bitch like a Rottweiler

All that cap, what I'm blowin' a lot louder

I'ma give 'em that scold like a hot shower

I'm on top now, it's apparent

Pop your ass, I ain't talkin' parents

I was broke, used to shop clearance

Now I'm runnin' this shit like an errand

Ain't no comparin' us

Need me a thug nigga, ain't talkin' Jerrika

Me and the money got marital

Tom & Jerry, you a character

Pull up foreign and embarrass 'em

[Outro]

Is that the opening?

Do you feel anything yet?