BIG30 – No Love

Lyrics No Love – BIG30

Ayy, I know these b**ches don’t love me
They like how I keep lots of cash on me, I’m really thuggin’
Four shots from my revolver, tapped his b**ch a*s, it ain’t nothin’
Keep shots up on me daily, they know I won’t go for nothin’
B**ch, I’m thuggin’

This Glock ain’t just for show, really gon’ up it and gon’ buss it
I’m really CEO, I bet somethin’ die, you catch me cussin’
Don’t even argue with my b**ch, the f**k I look like fussin’
With a n**ga that’s finna die the second that he touch me
Don’t even try it
Can’t name a n**ga ever played with us and he ain’t died
He die today bet that’s okay, I bet he bring five
If that’s your b**ch and he ain’t f**ked her that mean he ain’t tried
Ho, I’m the P in pride

N**ga play me like this 2K, he might never breathe again
Hit him in the face, now his left eye might never see again
B**ch ask me to put her in a car, my mama ain’t even in
Bet I buy a b**ch a bike before I put her in a Benz

Ayy, that ho trippin’
And I deserve whatever happen ever catch me slippin’
Seven shots to his chest so quickly, hit ’em with the switches
Finished the boy up with that sixty, we did him ridiculous
Bet you can’t name a shoot out I been in and I ain’t get off
They killed my cousin they, done f**ked around and pissed me off
Need four more bodies from my n**gas or they gettin’ cut off
New opp pack, knocked him off, his dead a*s don’t make me cough

Come back and haunt me, bet his dead a*s gon’ die again
He tried that s**t, I bet this dead a*s can’t try again
KSBG my n**gas Crip, Blood some bang the ..
Some bosses too slidin’ with Lil B and Mac, Blue to the end
Free the rest out the pen

2020 a*s gangster n**ga new to killin’
Switch on me, a choppa, regular Glock that’s Nuski livin’
This s**t ain’t new to me, went straight to sleep I’m used to killin’
Won’t talk about no missions, I ain’t tellin’ business to b**ches
Come outside, boy
‘Cause I’m in the city with switches
My gun fully auto, none of these b**ches say semi
I shoot dice with players who break on a trick for a livin’
Quick to bet ten racks on a hit and forty more, he hit it

Big Blrrrd, Big Blrrrd
‘Cause I know these b**ches don’t love me
They like how I keep lots of cash on me, I’m really thuggin’
Four shots from my revolver, tapped his b**ch a*s, it ain’t nothin’
Keep shots up on me daily, they know I won’t go for nothin’

No, ho
Free Shiesty
Ho
Blrrrd, blrrrd, big blrrrd, blrrrd…

Written by BIG30 & DJ KJ
Album: Last Man Standing
Produced by DJ KJ
BIG30 | 2022

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