Smino – No L’s

Lyrics No L’s – Smino

Knock, knock, knock
Loud knockin’
Good weed knockin’ at your door
F**k, f**k, f**k, and you know we f**ked up
She was there, pull up, you know we gonna f**k
Oh, s**t, she wanna coop up
No weak s**t

Fried as f**k, Friday night
Drivin’ hot as f**k
Ain’t got no license
I got all this stuff
Stuff on my mind

Huh, these girls say, Smino, don’t you know Friday your day
I told her, I’m up on Venus right now, girl, I’m outta your space
And I know we face to face but I’m outta my body today
A n**ga done worked so hard, I ain’t even noticing gains
My only goal, get everything I want, then give it away
Cheesecake, sweepstake, plant seeds, irrigate
We just doin’ this s**t for the babes, please s’cuse
That’s what all this passion in me, got me drillin’ and shakin’

You are not set in stone, all that s**t that you wrote
Wrote in pencil and crayon
I’m goin’ Crayola, get, I’m goin’ Crayola, get high as Jay Hova
Get my final say from the seance
My beautiful angel, my beautiful angel’s my Beyoncé-ance
Ave Maria, agave tequila, my mind in the steamer, my brain a museum
Don’t got what you see, I’m connected like seam
Cards that they dealt made a king out of him

Fried as f**k, Friday night
Drivin’ hot as f**k
Ain’t got no license
I got all this stuff
Stuff on my mind
Fried as f**k, Friday night
Drivin’ hot as f**k
Ain’t got no license
I got all this stuff
Stuff on my mind

One, two, three, four, fifth cup in
My amigo done brought the Casamigos to the party
Send h*es on my side
I been havin’ these h*es on they toes like Crocs
Ironic the pot, what’s the Crock
Brought the sauce in the stu’ and this b**ch breathin’ fire
Caucasian driver, no top, Greg Popp
But the spurs on that bih we outside
The goal wasn’t guap
It was makin’ more opportunities and opps
Fortunate fortitude, we got some more to do

Overtake me and my rides
I really feel more community than comp’
‘Round here, we got motion
My bih ride around to Frank Ocean
My bro ride around with explosives
I’m feelin’ the spirit, the ghost
I can’t be a mirror of somethin’
That dog on the street that I go through
Sometimes, you gotta move when the spirit say so
Okay, Jose I’m on Cuervo
Been afflicted, feel like J-Lo
Just wanna lay low, sometimes
Sometimes I find that I’m just complainin’-plainin’
Sometimes I find the time to get wasted, sometimes…

Written by Smino, Craig Xavier Brockman, Kal Banx, Lee Hatim, Missy Elliott & Michael Neal
Album: Luv 4 Rent
Produced by Kal Banx
Smino | 2022

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