No Rookies

[Hook: Katie Tropp]

We ain’t no mother fuckin’ rookies
You don’t know that we ain’t no mother fuckin’ rookies
We ain’t no rookies!

[Verse 1: Katie Tropp]

The thing about me is I’m looking young
Like I just jumped in the game like a brand new scrub
But what you don’t know is I’ve got a catalog
Written multiple songs on my many albums
While I build my resume you’re full of excuses
You gotta follow every trend everybody is doing it
I just keep it moving stay focused on the music
I am not a rookie I am not new to this
If you so real why don’t you put in some work?
If you want respect just know that it’s earned
I ain’t concerned I sit back and observe
Watch the absurd stumble all over your words
You don’t practice your craft or take it serious
While I keep on growing through experience
No ego with me I’m all about my business
If you dealing with me there won’t be no ignorance!

[Hook: Katie Tropp]

We ain’t no mother fuckin’ rookies
You don’t know that we ain’t no mother fuckin’ rookies
We ain’t no rookies!

[Verse 2: Lecxs Ahziz]

Play me close, get burned in the flames
Kill ya self, head blown like cobain
Pushing my new thang, in and out of lanes
Make Kimber bang, here comes the rain

Cats get crumbled, weak as cookies
Been at this for decades, killing rookies
Meet my alter ego, pay the bookies
I wish you’d approach me in my hoodie

Simple minded fucks get ready to knuckle up
Keep ya mouth shut, get blown out ya chucks
I shift then clutch, leave hollows in guts
Lecxs is straight nuts, send hollows through ya blunts

Not to be played with, I ain’t no toy
And my gun spits lead have ya screamin “oh boy!”
Cause Lecxs is real quiet but I can bring the noise
Have ya whole team yellin, better get ya boy

[Hook: Katie Tropp]

We ain’t no mother fuckin’ rookies
You don’t know that we ain’t no mother fuckin’ rookies
We ain’t no rookies!