No Man ii Fear

Dylan Gill

Wake up F1lthy
Yeah
Huh, uh, uh-uh
Uh, ha
Bih'
Go
Jump out of this bitch
I'm a star, I jump out of the whip
This fit I call bummy still flyer than shit
I hang with some fiends, they still higher than shit
Fuck it, buy me this shit
He claim he ain't care, he still eyeing my shit
Perfect time on the wrist
Your bitch JSK now, she ride with the clique
Fuck it, crossover my dribble, we ball
Balenciaga when we hittin the mall
My brother serving , he sold percs in the halls
Yeah, yeah, high up in the sky, on a jet, this not lear
In Ella got hoes off the Madison Beer
I turn to the man, just in case they ain't hear
Been causing the madness, no man that I fear (bitch)
JSK shit
Only bosses in circles, no lames around here, when your bitch passenger, shit, I struggle to steer
Money conversations all that I hear, pop out at the show it get lit, lit
I show up and show out the fit, drip
They know where we going, I don't need to show 'em, these beats I been flowing, kill shit they ain't knowing
These dudes they be pocket watching, man it get on my nerves Hellcat, all you hear is the purr
I don't throw shade, when I do, it gon' hurt
Ima buy her Birkin the way that she worth, ima buy her Chanelly, she puttin' in work
I ain't talkin' maple when bro got the syrup
They think they a boss but they none but a clerk
Respect, it ain't given, lil baby, it's earned
Pop it, for me
Had to hit but she still just a homie
Never listened what these dudes ever told me, get you a bag don't be focusing on me
Big 'ol yonka, I been swerving it only
Men and women lie, I don't want new homies
Baby blue Benji's, I'm keeping 'em on me
Been destroying shit dolo, I'm lonely
Jump out of this bitch
I'm a star, I jump out of the whip
This fit I call bummy still flyer than shit
I hang with some fiends, they still higher than shit
Fuck it, buy me this shit
He claim he ain't care, he still eyeing my shit
Perfect time on the wrist
Your bitch JSK now, she ride with the clique
Fuck it, crossover my dribble, we ball
Balenciaga when we hittin the mall
My brother serving , he sold percs in the halls
Yeah, yeah, high up in the sky, on a jet, this not lear
In Ella got hoes off the Madison Beer
I turn to the man, just in case they ain't hear
Been causing the madness, no man that I fear (Balance)
Yeah
Ain't no man that I fear
(Fuck it, crossover my dribble, we ball)
(Balenciaga when we hittin the mall)
Yeah
Jump out of this bitch
I'm a star, I jump out of the whip
This fit I call bummy still flyer than shit
I hang with some fiends, they still higher than shit
Fuck it, go buy me this shit
He claim he ain't care, he still eyeing my shit
Perfect time on the wrist
Your bitch JSK now, she ride with the clique (go)
Aye, aye (go)
Woah (go)
Yeah (go, go)
Hey, hey, huh
Fuck it, crossover my dribble, we ball
Balenciaga when we hittin the mall
My brother serving , he sold percs in the halls
Yeah, yeah, high up in the sky, on a jet, this not lear
In Ella got hoes off the Madison Beer
I turn to the man, just in case they ain't hear
Been causing the madness, no man that I fear (bitch)

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