No Weakness feat. Symba

歌詞

Let me explain something to you When I say I'm really like that What I mean is I'm the culture What I've continuously given to the game This shit can't be duplicated I'm one of one DJ Drama Poppin', I came here to get it poppin' I fuck her, don't take her shoppin' That money, I got a lot That car, it ain't got no top These niggas ain't got no bitches That's why they hatin' a lot My 64 got switches, I pull up and make 'em stop They call me Young Khalifa The one that fuck but don't call 'er 'cause I don't fuckin' need her Don't need niggas to show me love 'cause I don't love 'em neither Don't let politics intervene, I get my money then leave I hear 'em talk but they don't want it wit' me I fuck her after my shows, send her to unc then she coming with me Don't even have to give her number to me See all my niggas living comfortably, roll some weed and puff it with me You're some frequent flyer, I'll be your supplier Let's smoke a paper plane, shorty, let's get higher These bitches selling pussy but I ain't the buyer Taylor Gang my attire, I'm living life like The Wire If she ain't fuckin', she fired Khalifa, man I don't care how many times I gotta prove myself That's what I come here for Them niggas not built like us TIP, holla at 'em Ain't no accident, it's the demolition man Burner match and set a fire to yo' minivan Go to war with any man, you can get a chance Anybody get it, youngin spinnin' like a ceiling fan Connect you to the brick in the town on the love I can get you the best lawyer when you ran to the fuzz Get ya girl when you in the city You want a buzz, I can get you drugs You want a bitch fur coat, I can get you hers What you negotiate matter, it ain't 'bout what you deserve Them niggas curvin' hoes and servin' hoes But not with every ho they know will go And go again, Atlanta peaches and they foreign friend, they be goin' in Ain't gotta lure them in So fuck shit, better gon' with it Paper on me at all times like I was born with it Anybody get it and everybody fuckin' with it Most iconic out of my mothafuckin' city, nigga Symba Out in Miami, pullin' yachts off the dock Barely watch my watch 'cause this money come 'round the clock I got a few haters but they too broke to be opps Tryna juggle all these women, I'm starting feel like my pops Walkin' out of Nobu, put Gracey Hunter in the drop I'm with the block, we turned the Hollywood Hills into Antioch These keyboard killas been constantly takin' shots But my dawgs will put a hole in your steppers like they was Crocs These hoes back in they feelin's, so what? I'm back on my grind Where was you bitches at when your bread was longer than mine? I used to pull out my card and would pray it wouldn't decline But God ain't always answer my prayers, just sent his signs The Maybach just like the crib, it came with blinds The crib got heated marble floors, I'm doing fine Forever about a dime, I promise I had to climb I ain't even hit my prime, I told you niggas results take time You niggas talkin' 'bout flowers Nigga, I been gettin' bouquets by the truckload recently And I'm far from satisfied Oh yeah My foot is on you niggas' necks And you can feel it Let's dance Nigga