lirik lagu ka$hdami - no discussion
[intro]
uh, fa, fa
fbeee
[chorus]
n~gga wan’ talk so much, no bucks yeah
this drip is exclusive, you cannot touch, yeah
stop finding excuses, give me some love, yeah
stop finding excuses, give me some love, yeah
stop finding excuses, give me some love, yeah (uh)
[verse]
it’s me and my twin in the function, yeah
can’t try none of us my gang clutchin, yeah (grtta~grtta)
bag em, he sweet, something like a m~ffin
h~h~lla bags yeah, cop by the dozen
sip h~lla tris, but i might hitch wit tussin’
stop finding excuses, give mе some love, yeah
if you ain’t touch no 50 piеce or a 100 piece in yo life we can’t have no discussion
your mans went up the jail, turned hot, oven
slap 50 drum, on the glock, no percussion (grtta~bow~bow)
b~tch i’m banging dat b
red flag hanging ya tied on me
b~been getting to the money, been getting to he breesh
been getting to the money, been getting to he breesh
you ain’t ever seen a check or a cvv
your mans got checked and he hit pc
n~ggas talking on the net, get put on tv
and your mans like roadk!ll, leave em on the street, yuh
tote big glock, hit the liquor store lets make a pitstop
h~ll no, i cannot f~ck with no bop, drop
draco cook em like crockpot
halo, he get we aim for his mata
n~gga better keep that b~tch ass sh~t over there
bring rappers round’ the gang, these n~ggas be scared
red rag when i flame these b~tch n~gga stare
n~ggas saying its smoke send they ass to the air
ever since i was young i ain’t ever have a care
ever since i was young i ain’t ever have a care
ever since i was young i ain’t ever have a care (yuhh)
[bridge]
uh (pipe up), fa, fa
fbeee
[chorus]
n~gga wan’ talk so much, no bucks yeah
this drip is exclusive, you cannot touch, yeah
stop finding excuses, give me some love, yeah
stop finding excuses, give me some love, yeah (uh)
it’s me and my twin in the function yeah
can’t try none of us my gang clutchin’
bag em, he sweet, something like a m~ffin
h~h~lla bags yeah, cop by the dozen
sip h~lla tris, but i might hitch wit tussin’
real ebk, ion even f~ck with my cousin
if you ain’t touch no 50 piece or a 100 piece in yo life we can’t have no discussion
your mans went up the jail, turned hot, oven
slap 50 drum, on the glock, no percussion (grtta~bow~bow)
b~tch i’m banging dat b
red flag hanging ya tied on me
b~been getting to the money, been getting to he breesh
been getting to the money, been getting to he breesh (ba, ba)
[outro]
(hey bari)
(it’s ka$hwayz or no ways, n~gga)
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