Sahn Tha Dragger - No Hook Lyrics

How much money he got? Nada
Nigga lamin', he rockin' that Nautica
Thanking god that im, keepin' that Prada on
Ooh

Bitch, I got Prada
Bitch, I got Prada
Bitch, I got Prada
Dolcegabana

Niggas are hatin' they mad cause they not us
Come to your block with a Glock and a chopper
Snitches' suspicious, they callin' the cops
Look in the air, you see a helicopter

Blink, got a crosshair, you can't just call the docto
I switch up my swag, I switch up my flow
I'm trappin' like Geronimo
Call up your hoe, tell that bitch send her low

Like Lil Durk, the whole block gettin' Os
Bend your bitch over, she touchin' her toes
Twevele hundred niggas, they takin' them souls
You niggas is pussy, breakin' the code

He dodgin' the Uzi, his shoulder goin' wrong
Ooh
He dodgin' the Uzi, his shoulder goin' wrong
Uh

I swear I was vamp before that boy carti
My youngin' twelve brought his block to the party
Spittin' like crazy, Im going retarded
Niggas is hatin', I'm just gettin' started

Huh
I take, yo, bitch, cause im too hot
In the trap, cookin' crack in the crock pot
And the bars, they be weak, need a hot spot

You was not in the streets, you was just talkin
That's your bitch in the back, and we tik-tokin
And my niggas, they know that it's hell to pay
But they still gon' spray, and they vertebrae

And my youngin' said, f*ck it, he served today
He ain't got no future, he served the base
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