Lyrics For Lil Weirdo's "No Cosign" Song.
[Intro]
Look it
(Ima tap 88 he got them chops on em)
[Chorus]
I tell them stop lying
And we the ones who really outside
Getting our muscle up like it’s program time
Look it, fourth waivers toting 40s and .45s
To the ones we don't like
Start pressing they line
Look it, she started jocking 'cause the way that I rhyme
She ain't a ten but she an 8 or a 9
And get punked it couldn’t be one of mines
One of the hottest youngins out here with no cosign
[Verse 1]
Ay what it is bitch, what it do hoe
If she ain't suckin' or fuckin' then she can move on
She just want to come and chill up in the studio
We ran the choo-choo train 'cause she ain´t new to those
Do my thing and pass to the team, then she get bootied on
And why you lovin' on that bitch? she a booty call
And yeah I call her a hoe, you call her beautiful
I be with thugs, you be with nerds in your videos
Poking his chest out every time he start rapping
But I´m the one that'll catch him in traffic and do him tragic
Hit a couple licks just like this gun got magic
I'm the maniac in black and when I see him attack him
You don't gotta ask about the kid, I check-up
Check my resume, hard-bodied and straight thug
Hella young, runnin' a muck, and real ones show love
If they speakin' on my name, when I see em' they know what´s up
[Chorus]
I tell them stop lying
And we the ones who really outside
Getting our muscle up like it´s program time
Look it, fourth waivers toting .40s and .45s
To the ones we don't like
Start pressing they line
Look it, she started jocking 'cause the way that I rhyme
She ain't a ten but she an 8 or a 9
And get punked it couldn’t be one of mines
One of the hottest youngins out here with no cosign
[Verse 2]
Ay, bitch I hit that road like Jack
Oh, that's your boy? I hit your bro with a mack
She want a face to face, only hit from the back, ay
She want a kiss but I gave her some dap
The face okay, I only hit because she got ass
She getting on my nerves, but she all about her bag
She setting them up, and I run in with a mask
She fell in love with a thug, 'cause she knowin' I'm the man
He get out of line, I’ma put him in place
And the rules of the streets, I´m the champ and the heavyweight
Your bitch was a hoe, man she been busted
I was [?]
One of the faces of the town, so watch your face in the city
Why would praise a group of lames, man you gotta be kidding
They don't want to get at me, they know I mob way different
I hit the club with a banger and the mob in the building
[Chorus]
I tell them stop lying
And we the ones who really outside
Getting our muscle up like it´s program time
Look it, fourth waivers toting 40s and .45s
To the ones we don't like
Start pressing they line
Look it, she started jocking 'cause the way that I rhyme
She ain't a ten but she an 8 or a 9
And get punked it couldn’t be one of mines
One of the hottest youngins out here with no cosign
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