No League

[Intro]

Stuck with no league yeah

I say we bussing yo head
[Chrous]

Big four, we sliding till he down like he get stuck with no lead

And If he talking on big brother he get stuck with no league

And If we catch him while he walking then we stop his heart beat

And If he ever talk on brother then we bussing yo head

Big four, we sliding till he down like he get stuck with no lead

And If he talking on big brother he get stuck with no leaguе

And If we catch him while he walking thеn we stop his heart beat

And If he ever talk on brother then we bussing yo head

[Verse 1]

I keep taking all these drugs I keep smoking this weed

And If he ever run up on me then we killing his team

How the fuck you niggas rappers yall can’t even half read

And If he ever talk on brother then we bussing yo head

Its just me and my brother nigga know we don dada

You gotta watch yo fucking homies like which one is a rada

I done seen so much damn shit you don’t know what i done saw

If a pussy nigga play then we shooting ya jaw

Rada rada rada rada like who tryna shoot with me

Bitch we’ll run up in yo shit give me yo shit get on yo knees

We always aiming for the head we never aim for the feet

Gangster shit real life shit bitch we be sipping on codeine

Im like we spinning on these niggas tryna find where they be

We steady looking for the opps but they ain’t looking for me

If a bitch nigga play we put him in the ground like a tree

Im like we sliding till he down like he get stuck with no lead[Chrous]

Big four, we sliding till he down like he get stuck with no lead

And If he talking on big brother he get stuck with no league

And If we catch him while he walking then we stop his heart beat

And If he ever talk on brother then we bussing yo head

Big four, we sliding till he down like he get stuck with no lead

And If he talking on big brother he get stuck with no league

And If we catch him while he walking then we stop his heart beat

And If he ever talk on brother then we bussing yo head

[Verse 2]

I called that hoe once never called her again

We spinning ya block we spin in a benz

We kill all ya homies we shoot at ya hand

Better take notes where the fuck is ya pen

Cause bitch we is rich we holding them bands

If yo ass play we shooting ya freind

We spinning ya block like a damn ceiling fan

Yo ass is gone die If you still even standing bitch

Bitch we hopping out on block bitch we killing every opp

If a nigga wanna play then his fucking heart gone stop

You’ll think that nigga passed out the way his fucking body dropped

All that nigga gone see is heaven he won’t even hear a pop

Im a fucking mad man don’t make me get up out my top

You niggas jewerly and money is fake you pussy niggas be using props

Bitch we got choppas you get soaked with mops

Watch yo damn homies like which ones is gone swap

I don’t fuck with nobody everybody’s a damn opp

I ain’t scared of nobody we killing them cops

A bitch nigga play his ass gone get popped

We got every gun we done cleared the damn shop

Niggas know what up with me we spinning ya block[Chrous]

Big four, we sliding till he down like he get stuck with no lead

And If he talking on big brother he get stuck with no league

And If we catch him while he walking then we stop his heart beat

And If he ever talk on brother then we bussing yo head

Big four, we sliding till he down like he get stuck with no lead

And If he talking on big brother he get stuck with no league

And If we catch him while he walking then we stop his heart beat

And If he ever talk on brother then we bussing yo head