No Chorus
 作词 : Abbas Hammad/Seandrea Sledge/Simmie Sims III/Akeem Douglas Hayes/Matthew Alexander Washington/Lucas DiFabbio
 作曲 : Abbas Hammad/Seandrea Sledge/Simmie Sims III/Akeem Douglas Hayes/Matthew Alexander Washington/Lucas DiFabbio
 **** ain't got no chorus
 I don't need no chorus
 This ***** ain't got no chorus
 Yeah, yeah, yeah
 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, *****, I fire like the Pistons
 It got 12 V's and a stick shift
 ***** *****, you get hit quick
 Queens *****s, 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, *****, I'm Zion
 Get up, there's no one as high as I am
 The realest, you *****s is chicken ****
 Pot fryin' when you pot-pie'ing
 If my *****s ridin', then it's pop, pop
 *****, 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
 This **** ain't got no chorus
 It ain't got no chorus
 We don't need no chorus
 You *****s is so
 Ayy, four hundred hoes
 All in a row, line 'em up
 Hit 'em with the give-and-go
 *****, 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 ****in' 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 ***** wanted my ****, 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 **** up, *****, it's not a sing-along
 This **** ain't got no chorus
 It ain't got no chorus
 Ain't no chorus
 *****, you so (It's a check), ayy
 Your ***** watchin' my wrist stream like Vevo (Vevo)
 I came from stealin' all the blockchains, *****, I'm Deebo
 Only rapper to make forty-five thousand off IG trolls
 We both lit, but your **** don't hit, *****, you a pre-roll
 Learn somethin'
 Ayy, money can't buy respect
 But it can buy *****s 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 *****s I don't like, yeah
 **** ain't got no chorus
 I don't need no chorus (Yeah, yeah)
 ***** ain't got no chorus (Ah, ah)
 (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
 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 *******, 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 ***** 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 **** like an errand
 Ain't no comparin' us
 Need me a thug *****, ain't talkin' Jerrika
 Me and the money got marital
 Tom & Jerry, you a character
 Pull up foreign and embarrass 'em
 Is that the opening?
 Do you feel anything yet?