No

[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