No Nut November (feat. Rija!)

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Some people think they hot shit, doing more push ups than bucky
But they really just some players, like daft punk tryna get lucky
No tea and no shade, but you a thot you renegade
Leave you fucked up in the ditch, all shot up in your face
Nah I don't cap in my songs, I just rap in my songs
Tell my truth as a youth, I don't need to spit for you
I get nothing out of that, pockets already getting fat
That's why I sag so goddamn much, I guess I'm first up to bat
Lil dummy boy to get you killed, I ain't even gotta pay
I could get you busted, watch, I'll get your drugs laced
Running hits, just for fun, respect me, or you'll get one
Wake up in the morning, dead, in your hand, f*ck there's a gun
The Tupacs, the Biggies, her booty so jiggly
No nut November shucks, I walked into a quickie
I got homies selling sticky, I know where he keep the blicky
Grill that bacon on the grill, I just shot piggly wiggly
Now your drugs laced and there's a hole up in your face
And look your brains are pouring out all over the place
You see, I go to school with killers, it's all about who's gonna snap
Everyday in class can't focus, wondering who's got a strap
This ain't midnight in the hood, this is when the bell rings
Fire drill happens, will I hear the chopper sing
Hear piano, Fur Elise, Alabama, fucked his niece
Put his sister on her knees then he fucked her in the
Social justice, orange man bad, Santa Fe shot in the back
Moment of silence pause the track
If this ain’t it, then I guess I ain’t the one
You a baby daddy now, huh, shouldn’t have let her make you cum
Was the nut really worth it or do you just feel like a bum
Like I’m chopping down a tree you best believe I leave you stumped
My shoes is all checkers but I only play chess
Gonna be the greatest ever and won’t settle for nothing less
I showed the dealer my hand and he said surely sir you jest
The way that people put my name down swear I’ll never get a rest
That girl sucking out my soul like a cucumber named larry
We got bomb threats, active shooters, school is getting pretty scary
Say I won’t knock out your teeth, bitch call me the tooth fairy
Do me wrong, I cut you off, that's jalen johnson and sun prairie
I’m the realest the cleanest the baddest the leanest
My flow yeah it’s seamless I’m y w b
Aye, yuh hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, look uh
Let em know what the f*ck is up, yung Rija bitch I've been the one
Marching band front head, that means I'll pull up with the drum
Philly let em know, just who started this shit
The ones who wanted to make a change, and started talking their shit
While they hating on dude, steady talking that shit
But whats funny is these goofs cannot rap for shit
Ja Morant of the rap game, rookie on the come up, won’t stop
Smoking magnolia, in New York I millie rock
Keep the rocks heavy on my neck, on my wrist, big watch
They gon get pissed when they see me get big watch
Young bull where the f*ck are you from
Word to Gunna, lil bitch, I started rapping for fun
They only knew me as the kid guitar that only sung
But they don’t realize that Yung Rija stay hotter than the sun
And the whip stay speeding, the wrist keep beaming
The diamonds keep gleaming and you goofs stay memeing
No I ain’t one for the f*ck shit, I’m balling like a free throw
Film festival shit, yeah we gon let a clip go
Pull up to your block, wave the piece, don’t say hello
Keep the dummy on the waist, get you lit up like some Tito’s
Your bitch a come around dawg, yeah, that’s a no go
This black excellence, stay cold, aim at your fro zone, bitch

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