Ain't no letting up on niggas And I mean what I say
F*ck chill
Imma about to put this shit in they face
If you hating dawg
I gotta x you out of the picture
Free the bros
Tell them let my people out of the system
This the realest the song I ever wrote
That's a lie
Cause every-time I drop
It be that Motherf*cking fire
And I can't pay no dime to a freak bitch
Time is money
You can miss me with that free shit
Stick and move
When you see me I'm consistently working
Had my son in my hands when I was writing the verses
That's forreal
I ain't lying
I can put it on God
F*ck I'm looking like
I don't got a reason to flaudge
Ain't no letting up on niggas And I mean what I say
F*ck chill
Imma about to put this shit in they face
If you hating dawg
I gotta x you out of the picture Free the bros
Tell them let my people out of the system
Ain't no letting up on niggas And I mean what I say
F*ck chill
Imma about to put this shit in they face
If you hating dawg
I gotta x you out of the picture Free the bros
Tell them let my people out of the system
Won't catch me talking on my phone unless im handling business
If I don't know you don't expect me to respond to your mentions In them comments
I be seeing how you constantly dissing
But it's cool
I be out here having with your misses
Aye pop my shit
I know they hating that
I know they hating that
If we f*ck lil bitch you better not go tell my old lady that
Be quiet
Keep that on the low
You better not run your mouth
Be thankful that you even got an invite to my house
Aye Flip the switch
Yeah yeah yeah
Cut the lights on
Smooth dude and I don't even got my ice on
Mr. Pouring up a four in a styrofoam
Mr. always put that heat inside the microphone
On God
Smoov - No Letting Up Lyrics
Smoov - No Letting Up Lyrics
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Ain't no letting up on niggas And I mean what I say
F*ck chill
Imma about to put this shit in they face
If you hating dawg
I gotta x you out of the picture
Free the bros
Tell them let my people out of the system
This the realest the song I ever wrote
That's a lie
Cause every-time I drop
It be that Motherf*cking fire
And I can't pay no dime to a freak bitch
Time is money
You can miss me with that free shit
Stick and move
When you see me I'm consistently working
Had my son in my hands when I was writing the verses
That's forreal
I ain't lying
I can put it on God
F*ck I'm looking like
I don't got a reason to flaudge
Ain't no letting up on niggas And I mean what I say
F*ck chill
Imma about to put this shit in they face
If you hating dawg
I gotta x you out of the picture Free the bros
Tell them let my people out of the system
Ain't no letting up on niggas And I mean what I say
F*ck chill
Imma about to put this shit in they face
If you hating dawg
I gotta x you out of the picture Free the bros
Tell them let my people out of the system
Won't catch me talking on my phone unless im handling business
If I don't know you don't expect me to respond to your mentions In them comments
I be seeing how you constantly dissing
But it's cool
I be out here having with your misses
Aye pop my shit
I know they hating that
I know they hating that
If we f*ck lil bitch you better not go tell my old lady that
Be quiet
Keep that on the low
You better not run your mouth
Be thankful that you even got an invite to my house
Aye Flip the switch
Yeah yeah yeah
Cut the lights on
Smooth dude and I don't even got my ice on
Mr. Pouring up a four in a styrofoam
Mr. always put that heat inside the microphone
On God
F*ck chill
Imma about to put this shit in they face
If you hating dawg
I gotta x you out of the picture
Free the bros
Tell them let my people out of the system
This the realest the song I ever wrote
That's a lie
Cause every-time I drop
It be that Motherf*cking fire
And I can't pay no dime to a freak bitch
Time is money
You can miss me with that free shit
Stick and move
When you see me I'm consistently working
Had my son in my hands when I was writing the verses
That's forreal
I ain't lying
I can put it on God
F*ck I'm looking like
I don't got a reason to flaudge
Ain't no letting up on niggas And I mean what I say
F*ck chill
Imma about to put this shit in they face
If you hating dawg
I gotta x you out of the picture Free the bros
Tell them let my people out of the system
Ain't no letting up on niggas And I mean what I say
F*ck chill
Imma about to put this shit in they face
If you hating dawg
I gotta x you out of the picture Free the bros
Tell them let my people out of the system
Won't catch me talking on my phone unless im handling business
If I don't know you don't expect me to respond to your mentions In them comments
I be seeing how you constantly dissing
But it's cool
I be out here having with your misses
Aye pop my shit
I know they hating that
I know they hating that
If we f*ck lil bitch you better not go tell my old lady that
Be quiet
Keep that on the low
You better not run your mouth
Be thankful that you even got an invite to my house
Aye Flip the switch
Yeah yeah yeah
Cut the lights on
Smooth dude and I don't even got my ice on
Mr. Pouring up a four in a styrofoam
Mr. always put that heat inside the microphone
On God
Writer: Devante Malone
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid