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No Hook Video (MV)




Performed By: GramaBaby Keem
Featuring: Kae Kardash
Language: English
Length: 2:25
Written by: Rakiyah McClendon, Jamon Garrett, Akeem Flanning




GramaBaby Keem - No Hook Lyrics
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[ Featuring Kae Kardash ]

(Talo Turn Me Up Fool)
(Aye Chriso Made This Beat)
(JDoneRanItUp)
Niggas be talking, and talk be cheap
I'll blow a bag in the middle of the week
Dark-skin bitch and my body unique
Nigga, you ain't never seen a bitch like me
Popped out with ya nigga and we still low-key
Why hoes hate on a bitch like me? None of my niggas gon' play by me
Get you knocked off for a small-ass fee
Hoe say it's smoke, gotta put it in the air
Playin' with Kae Hoe, Ion play fair
Popping my shit, Ion care who there
Ion know shit, nigga, I wasn't there
Thugged out bitch, but I can keep it sweet
Thought he running game till he bumped into me
Imma blow his pockets any time we meet
Realest bitch in this rap shit, I'm P
Try to move accordingly, from what I see
Niggas flaw, I peep
Ball like 23, Louis V fleece
Hopping out AMG
Know I keep the peace just like I'm Reesha
Bitch, I'm hot like grease
Really out here dream chasing nigga, I ain't never sleep
Been on the grind, I can't waste no time shit ain't for the weak
When they play my song, make em' say "Uh" just like I'm Master P
Diamonds in my chain, look like boogers anytime I sneeze
Know I got that juice, lil' baby know I got that lemon squeeze
Steppin' snake skin for the win Yeah, these here Burmese
'73 capris, put Forgiatos on a Antique
Big Cuban link on my wrist, Think my shit might break
I can't love you, my heart colder than a bowl of frosted flakes
Step back, I take, I don't trust nobody, everybody fake
Chasing some pap, everyday, only way I play it safe
I ain't Superman, I'm gettin' bands, I don't rock the cape
They see you winning, everybody say they love you like your name Raymond
Been havin' shit, anything, yeah, you can name it
Bad bitch, lookin' like a snack, yo nigga wanna take a lick
Ms. Blow a bag, pop a tag, and still make em' trick
Slidin' in the Benz, yeah you know, I'm slim thick
If you don't like me, just deal with it, everything giving
Broke niggas lookin' at me like, I'm a meal ticket
Got him comin' back to back, yeah, he real addicted
Real it girl, yeah, ho, everything hitting
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(Talo Turn Me Up Fool)
(Aye Chriso Made This Beat)
(JDoneRanItUp)
Niggas be talking, and talk be cheap
I'll blow a bag in the middle of the week
Dark-skin bitch and my body unique
Nigga, you ain't never seen a bitch like me
Popped out with ya nigga and we still low-key
Why hoes hate on a bitch like me? None of my niggas gon' play by me
Get you knocked off for a small-ass fee
Hoe say it's smoke, gotta put it in the air
Playin' with Kae Hoe, Ion play fair
Popping my shit, Ion care who there
Ion know shit, nigga, I wasn't there
Thugged out bitch, but I can keep it sweet
Thought he running game till he bumped into me
Imma blow his pockets any time we meet
Realest bitch in this rap shit, I'm P
Try to move accordingly, from what I see
Niggas flaw, I peep
Ball like 23, Louis V fleece
Hopping out AMG
Know I keep the peace just like I'm Reesha
Bitch, I'm hot like grease
Really out here dream chasing nigga, I ain't never sleep
Been on the grind, I can't waste no time shit ain't for the weak
When they play my song, make em' say "Uh" just like I'm Master P
Diamonds in my chain, look like boogers anytime I sneeze
Know I got that juice, lil' baby know I got that lemon squeeze
Steppin' snake skin for the win Yeah, these here Burmese
'73 capris, put Forgiatos on a Antique
Big Cuban link on my wrist, Think my shit might break
I can't love you, my heart colder than a bowl of frosted flakes
Step back, I take, I don't trust nobody, everybody fake
Chasing some pap, everyday, only way I play it safe
I ain't Superman, I'm gettin' bands, I don't rock the cape
They see you winning, everybody say they love you like your name Raymond
Been havin' shit, anything, yeah, you can name it
Bad bitch, lookin' like a snack, yo nigga wanna take a lick
Ms. Blow a bag, pop a tag, and still make em' trick
Slidin' in the Benz, yeah you know, I'm slim thick
If you don't like me, just deal with it, everything giving
Broke niggas lookin' at me like, I'm a meal ticket
Got him comin' back to back, yeah, he real addicted
Real it girl, yeah, ho, everything hitting
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Writer: Rakiyah McClendon, Jamon Garrett, Akeem Flanning
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