No Love - Fetty Luciano

Haah

Yah

Ssshhh

Free my gang

Woo

They ain’t know we still sell drugs (Still sell drugs, sshh, yah)

They know the feds still listenin' (Yah), and fuck the bitches that didn’t want

to show love (Yah)

Woo

They still hopin' and wishin' that they can get to me (Yah, yah)

Woo

No they can’t get to me

And I’m still screamin', «Free my niggas in the prison» (Free the 9, gllllttttt)

Wishin' they was here with me (Woo)

Bust in the trap, trynna get it back, hop in the coupe with a MAC (Coupe with a

MAC)

Talkin' and rap gon' get you clapped

Bitch nigga, I am the bag (Bag)

I’m in LA, headed to the bank, I’m in the back of the Wraith (Headed to the

bank, woo)

Trapping the Range, holding the cage, screamin', «Free Tay-K» (Bah)

Gettin' shmoney is the motto, all these bitches follow (Woo, shmoney)

And they down to bust it open and they love to swallow (Bitch they love to

swallow)

Bitch, I am a Don, I’m no fucking Capo (Bitch I’m a Don)

I’mma bust like John Gotti, don’t get Castellano (Castellano)

So don’t be hesitant, I move just like the president (I move just like the

president)

I’m still runnin' by bad bitches when I’m steppin' in (Woo woo)

My Rollie president

Diamonds is bussin' in (Shine)

Understand?

They don’t wanna see a felon win (Yah)

(Woo, woo, yah, woo, woo, ssshhh, never)

Glltt

They ain’t know we still sell drugs (Still sell drugs, sshh)

They know the feds sitll listenin' (Yah), and fuck the bitches that didn’t want

to show love (Fuck them bitches)

Woo (Yah)

They still hopin' and wishin' that they can get to me (Yah, yah)

Woo

No they can’t get to me

And I’m still screamin', «Free my niggas in the prison» (Free the 9, gllllttttt)

Wishin' they was here with me (Woo)

They didn’t never understand, gettin' shmoney was the plan (Never understand)

Get it by any means, bust it down with my mans (Bust it down)

They didn’t never understand, gettin' shmoney was the plan (Shmoney)

And I still shmoney dance, bussin' off on 'em Xans (Woo woo)

Catch a opp, but I never opt, never talk about it, oh no (Nah)

Roll up on you, I’m in a big body, it’s a Maybach movin' slow (Yah)

Got big sticks, we don’t miss shit (Glllttt), we hit a nigga then we go (Rraa

bow bow bow)

Dwag got a chopper on the door, move or we gon' blow (Bah, woo)

They ain’t know we still sell drugs (Still sell drugs, Sshh)

They know the feds sitll listenin' (Yah), and fuck the bitches that didn’t want

to show love (Fuck them bitches)

Woo (Yah)

They still hopin' and wishin' that they can get to me (Yah, yah)

Woo

No they can’t get to me

And I’m still screamin', «Free my niggas in the prison» (Free the 9, gllllttttt)

Wishin' they was here with me (Woo)