Young Gemni - No Voice

{Hook 1}

Shawty a baddie but she like to party
Time ticking but I can't tell cause the rocks on my rolly
Finna buy a car with two rs that's a rolla Royce
50 benz on the table my shooters had no choice
Hop out with the macs yall niggas had no voice

Hop out with the macs yall niggas had no voice

{Verse 1}

To be humble I had no choice but to go
Look at my wrist its cover with stones
Yeah my shit is froze
Tell her come on let's go
Finna take you to the mall you can buy you some nice clothes
No worrier baby I got that 9 bought it with a bigger nose
And baby girl you come before my bros
Cause you need attention and I don't want you to go
Girl I came from a brokеn home
Want you to get on yo knees but no purpose
I want you to givе me them blows

Smoking on tblood dead niggas taste like bullet holes
That's what I call real smoke
Man this shit make me feel like I'm a ghost

Im with the team all we rep is big Cs yeah yeah we rep dat big crip
Got the 30 on my hip
Throw the 30 on the stage shawty finna strip
She want a tip
Tell her don't forget to lick the dick
Baby girl there goes yo tip

I just want a quickie cause my wife waiting for me at home
Run threw my trap house you catching 5 before you hit the door
And we aiming for the dome
I'm killing one of my partners if they bring a phone
We posted up on yo garden like some nomos2x
Hop out with them macs finna turn a nigga to stone 2x

{Hook 2}

Shawty a baddie but she like to party
Time ticking but I can't tell cause the rocks on my rolly
Finna buy a car with two Rs that's a rolla Royce
50 benz on the table my shooters had no choice
Hop out with the macs yall niggas had no voice

{Verse 2}

Party like a Rockstar
Pop that coochie like a pornstar
BABY REACH FOR THE STARS!!!
Who knocking on the door
Better a notice yo self before you catch these bullets' holes
Threw you chest threw the door

{Hook 3}

Shawty a baddie but she like to party
Time ticking but I can't tell cause the rocks on my rolly
Finna buy a car with two rs that's a rolla Royce
50 benz on the table my shooters had no choice
Hop out with the macs yall niggas had no voice