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No Hook Video (MV)




Performed By: Kali
Length: 1:27
Written by: alicia gupta




Kali - No Hook Lyrics




Lapped up the choppa
So watch how you movin
Bitches love copyin
I'm an influence
Why people hate you
But love whatchu doin
Wearin all designer
Im bad n I'm boujee

Ran up my money
You know I get to it
Act like a fool
Butchu know what you doin
Don't f*ck with people
Who pickin and choosin
Can't run no games on me
Cause I been through it

Watch how you playin
Or you'll end up losin
Ridin a yota I'm high and I'm booted
Gotta cold heart from the past bein foolish ride for myself
Ion care whatchu doin

Can't trust nobody
That out here to ruin
Came friends with the money
And it kept perusin

Rolled up a blunt
Wearin my vitton
I don't bother flexin
You know what I'm on

I'm over you baby
So do what you wanna

Im runnin a check up
That gucci cabana

Stop wit dat
Leave all the cap to yo mama

No shoulder to cry on
Cause i wear designer

I let that hoe go
And I got me another
Now people start talkin
When I to cut up

Run up a check
You f*ck to impress
I'm from New York
Where we grab
Hoes by da neck

I know I fell off
But now I'm I'm comin back
He givin me me head
Ian throwing it back
Run game on a nigga
He still gone run back
You a lame lil nigga
No I can't text back
Yeah

They hate it when they see me winnin
When I get this cake Ian splittin
Im getting a bag on you bitches
Ain't worried bout a nigga
Cause ion got feelings

Ian hop on a track in a minute
When it comes to a beat imma menace
He said that he wanna get in it
I told him go head
Long as you know your swimmin
I told him go head
You're man wanna get wimme
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Lapped up the choppa
So watch how you movin
Bitches love copyin
I'm an influence
Why people hate you
But love whatchu doin
Wearin all designer
Im bad n I'm boujee

Ran up my money
You know I get to it
Act like a fool
Butchu know what you doin
Don't f*ck with people
Who pickin and choosin
Can't run no games on me
Cause I been through it

Watch how you playin
Or you'll end up losin
Ridin a yota I'm high and I'm booted
Gotta cold heart from the past bein foolish ride for myself
Ion care whatchu doin

Can't trust nobody
That out here to ruin
Came friends with the money
And it kept perusin

Rolled up a blunt
Wearin my vitton
I don't bother flexin
You know what I'm on

I'm over you baby
So do what you wanna

Im runnin a check up
That gucci cabana

Stop wit dat
Leave all the cap to yo mama

No shoulder to cry on
Cause i wear designer

I let that hoe go
And I got me another
Now people start talkin
When I to cut up

Run up a check
You f*ck to impress
I'm from New York
Where we grab
Hoes by da neck

I know I fell off
But now I'm I'm comin back
He givin me me head
Ian throwing it back
Run game on a nigga
He still gone run back
You a lame lil nigga
No I can't text back
Yeah

They hate it when they see me winnin
When I get this cake Ian splittin
Im getting a bag on you bitches
Ain't worried bout a nigga
Cause ion got feelings

Ian hop on a track in a minute
When it comes to a beat imma menace
He said that he wanna get in it
I told him go head
Long as you know your swimmin
I told him go head
You're man wanna get wimme
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Writer: alicia gupta
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