I'm still the rookie
As I'm stepping up in this game
But I've changed
I done seen some thangs
I been making plays
I plot
And move
I write down my moves
Stop it, I don't need no tool
I write down the mission
Then I put it into action
Then I go and grab it
My results is tragic
Them ILLARTIST cats
Are the golden goose
I don't know why but it seems that they can never lose
I'm Spitting on this bitch
Like I'm disgusted with her
I'm playing with the game
Like I'm the prosecutor
Stand up guy
If you call me out
I will never stand down
Looking at my victims
Like shut up bitch
This is only first down
Quentin Tarantino said that he would like shoot me
Just me and wifey could have a classic movie
But I told him naw and that
I'm chasing me a Grammy
Pops lived in Inglewood
But There's no ties with the family
Through death I was birthed
In life I was cursed
Gold chains for the fools
When there's laughter at birth
Hide away like a smurf
Gargamel on their turf
Caught up in the wrong shit
That's just how evil lurks
Glock 40 she squirts
With f*ck nigga she flirts
Dime rocks size of mentos
When the Pisa hits my chirp
I talk greezy cause its easy
My mem wires so appeezy
Moms gave me a speech before
Her pup hit the streets
Shoot first little nigga
And don't ever ever speak
Don't bring drama to my door
Catch a nigga on the sneak
Jiah Zuniga - No Ties (feat. B.S.) Lyrics
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I'm still the rookie
As I'm stepping up in this game
But I've changed
I done seen some thangs
I been making plays
I plot
And move
I write down my moves
Stop it, I don't need no tool
I write down the mission
Then I put it into action
Then I go and grab it
My results is tragic
Them ILLARTIST cats
Are the golden goose
I don't know why but it seems that they can never lose
I'm Spitting on this bitch
Like I'm disgusted with her
I'm playing with the game
Like I'm the prosecutor
Stand up guy
If you call me out
I will never stand down
Looking at my victims
Like shut up bitch
This is only first down
Quentin Tarantino said that he would like shoot me
Just me and wifey could have a classic movie
But I told him naw and that
I'm chasing me a Grammy
Pops lived in Inglewood
But There's no ties with the family
Through death I was birthed
In life I was cursed
Gold chains for the fools
When there's laughter at birth
Hide away like a smurf
Gargamel on their turf
Caught up in the wrong shit
That's just how evil lurks
Glock 40 she squirts
With f*ck nigga she flirts
Dime rocks size of mentos
When the Pisa hits my chirp
I talk greezy cause its easy
My mem wires so appeezy
Moms gave me a speech before
Her pup hit the streets
Shoot first little nigga
And don't ever ever speak
Don't bring drama to my door
Catch a nigga on the sneak
As I'm stepping up in this game
But I've changed
I done seen some thangs
I been making plays
I plot
And move
I write down my moves
Stop it, I don't need no tool
I write down the mission
Then I put it into action
Then I go and grab it
My results is tragic
Them ILLARTIST cats
Are the golden goose
I don't know why but it seems that they can never lose
I'm Spitting on this bitch
Like I'm disgusted with her
I'm playing with the game
Like I'm the prosecutor
Stand up guy
If you call me out
I will never stand down
Looking at my victims
Like shut up bitch
This is only first down
Quentin Tarantino said that he would like shoot me
Just me and wifey could have a classic movie
But I told him naw and that
I'm chasing me a Grammy
Pops lived in Inglewood
But There's no ties with the family
Through death I was birthed
In life I was cursed
Gold chains for the fools
When there's laughter at birth
Hide away like a smurf
Gargamel on their turf
Caught up in the wrong shit
That's just how evil lurks
Glock 40 she squirts
With f*ck nigga she flirts
Dime rocks size of mentos
When the Pisa hits my chirp
I talk greezy cause its easy
My mem wires so appeezy
Moms gave me a speech before
Her pup hit the streets
Shoot first little nigga
And don't ever ever speak
Don't bring drama to my door
Catch a nigga on the sneak
Writer: Jiah Zuniga, Stephan Spencer
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music