No Name (feat. Krash)

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TFE Sheedo

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Alright, gang, watch this
I get 30 in the clip, one in the head
Out here swerving in a coupe, dead jiggy from the meds
Hear he sleeping on the money, well I guess it's in his bed
And my dawg turn to snake, had to watch his skin shed
Late night creeping with the poker, I just searching for a joker
If you violate, we smoke ya
Lean, lean, I can't stay sober
Mask on like October, I want to be whipping a Rover
No, wait, I want a chauffeur
Yeah, scratch that
I swear these niggas these days is cap more than a snapback
Cut me out my money, then I gotta snap, no chat
Rest in peace to King Von, if you cross me, I got to get back
All about my hustle, f*ck these hoes, I just trying to stack
And I keep a stick, like I playing pool, you know I never lack
If he try to run, I cut a Ricky, shoot him in the back
Trap booming, hurry up and buy, you might be spy
Never lie, bitch it's do or die, no one getting bly
With this glizzy, I ain't shy, I will send you to the sky
Getting packs off the boat, I could never run dry, gang

I could never run dry, I could never see a drought
And Krash is one nigga I ain't slapping up about
Think I work for Frito-Lay how the meds got me chipped
Crack a seal, can't feel but I feel my brain flip
Tryna chase dead faces, watch my route, I going places
And I trying to take off, like I in a spaceship
And you know I is a big dawg, no small fry
And don't talk that gangster shit if you ain't ready for no ride
And I thugging 'til my time, mob living 'til I die
From you play 'round with my brothers, trying to send you to the sky
And my verses, they be dope like coke in the 80's
.40 have him frothing from the mouth like he get rabies
And this blunt get me so cool, pop a bean and I go crazy
And I sipping on this lean, yeah, the meds get me so lazy
And I jigging to the beat because I like the melody
And niggas out here trying to steal sauce but ain't get the recipe
And I hear the lipping off but you can't step to me
And don't mention my name if you ain't got no check for me
She play loyal to you but she trying to have sex with me
Only could be myself 'cause ain't nothing else left to be
TFE, that's the gang, had to put it 'round my neck
More time 'til I flood out one Audemars Piguet

He want the Audemars Piguet, I want the patek
These niggas talking on the 'net but ain't bringing no static
And this whip stick shift, but this chrome automatic
From you dissing on the gang, then we got to let you have it

Then, we got to let you have it, gang

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