No Look Lyrics by Smoko Ono ft. Rockie Fresh, Saba & Jarred AG

 

(Verse)

Alright, I'm hot like 87, more like 89 degrees

I do cherish everything that's got me in this league

You want sum' different and I got what you need

My life is like a movie and my role would be the lead

Now followin' these niggas' statements, I can tell they on some hate shit

Trust my navigation, we can make it if you patient

All the time I'm takin', bitch, I'm just preparin' greatness

I'm laughin' at these niggas, cuz to me it's entertainin'

I'm famous, that's word to my nigga spitta

And if I say I got it, understand I would deliver

I told my bitch to quit her job, to model in the winter

She always got a shoot, she a true fuckin' hitta

I swear niggas ain't down to settle when they know their worth

She thinkin' money bags like fuck a purse

I fuck 'er good, but then a nigga gotta go to work

And she already know the game like ?

Play by play out here tryna get it every single day

I came from the bottom, but I swear I couldn't stay

These niggas wanna way brag like they tastin' lavish

I mark cuban to a billion where a nigga move it

(Verse 2)

Ah, said this that food for thought, you sleepy niggas hit the -itis

But I could move a burbon, niggas still couldn't digest

I been on top of my flow like I'm in a fuckin' kayak

Now if I be chillin' with the Meyer in the summer

I just put in work, need a million

At the top, I'mma chew em, I'mma be more like nuisance

I met this girl, she ab-lucid, she say she luv my music

I'm more like 'fuck is ya doin'?

Drop a mixtape by the summer, by the winter I'm tourin'

Them boyz is wyluin' out, they're talkin' bout Steve-O now

I just pulled a ? see my lil Grand Torrino

Smoke and put the feet on, I just need something to pee on

Competition neva passin', they are more like Nemo

Wylin' with a bunch of narcotics in a crib

It's small but my niggas smoke and they down fo' that risk

I'm on my niggas like it's time to start

Keep ya beside me like a summersault

I been on the grind, do ya part

We gettin' to it, nigga, who the part?

(Verse 3)

Realized that my energy projected my sound waves

It's effective, I see it spreadin' next to the ?

I luv the way she make the top shake

Hoppin' out the shower, hundred miles per hour, that's the fire

Fire several joints channel the sound when the crowd came

I'm tryna floss in the cut with no mouth ?

I learn the ones in South lane really bout game

And the stories that we needed when the loud came

Hit it with a blade, no samurai

It's an atom bomb to yo candle ?

Few checks and never handle my sh*t

Crooks on everything got cold

Be up here to show me, been callin' my OG

Fuck you, I'm listenin', walkin' with slowly

In a room with yo girl and you're walkin' in on me

Room full of playas, I ?

You gonna beat, I'mma need that, man

And a sucka like me gon' fiend

When it's hot, we gon' keep that ?

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