Lyrics No Label - August Reign

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I guess sometimes it's just better not to say anything at all
(What)

I came through with a chopper no Hells Angel
Had to tell lil' mamma I don't do labels
If you come around the squad you can smell danger
Ten racks in my palm rockin' Palm Angels
I just poured a little wooo now I'm feeling woozy
Chopsticks on me I ain't eating sushi
Red bone real thick yea I'm real choosy
I be walkin through the VIP like bitch 'scuse me

And I know that I'm the shit yeah real dookie
Thought lil shawty was crip how the bitch blew me
Every pocket got racks now my pants droopy
Try and snatch my chain you gone have to shoot me
I ain't going out sad niggas know that
Whip got horses in the back no Bo Jack
Ice in my mufuckin cup no Cognac
Koolaid man kick your door like "oh yeah"
For real
I'm in Dallas with a shooter like Luca
They said that I couldn't do it and I'm like Booyah
I gave his whole team smoke like a hookah
I got my neck full of water like a loofa
V12 when I pull up at the venue
I want one of everything off the menu
My young nigga pop a bean like a sensu
I been mixing up my lean in a test tube
Its still Gucci with the velcro I ain't rocking shell toes
Living like a king but I'm dying like a pharaoh
She be tryna cuddle up I be like hell no
I be in the field with a stick like a scarecrow
Spin, spin, spin, spin, spin that's a merry go
Fly ass nigga bitches coming off my pheromones
I ain't cuffing nothing, me and bro gon' be sharing those
Member we was sharing clothes

I came through with a chopper no Hells Angel
Had to tell lil' mamma I don't do labels
If you come around the squad you can smell danger
Ten racks in my palm rockin' Palm Angels
I just poured a little wooo now I'm feeling woozy
Chopsticks on me I ain't eating sushi
Red bone real thick yea I'm real choosy
I be walkin through the VIP like bitch 'scuse me

Tell that niggas drop his pin if he said sum
I'll be half way there when the text come
Seen an opp pass by he was outside
I put the car in reverse that's a red rum
I got different color diamonds like Dip 'n Dots
Red beams hit ya body give you Chicken pox
Glock 40 got hollows like a cinder block
And I'm always taking money cause I get a lot
The right pocket got twenty, left pocket got twenty too
This a 223 not a twenty-two
I got a cougar bitch who really like to cook a nigga dinner but young bitch only like 22
Got the packet rocket on me finna blast off
I was broke till a nigga took the cast off
Now I sit back keep quiet let the cash talk
Niggas know me more street then the asphalt
Always on go no hiatus
I be twistin up my fingers no sign language
I was born with this shit I got star status
Since a youngin' momma said I'd be a heartbreaker
Come sliding through your hood niggas get the cold chills
I been eating real good I ain't missing no meals
I ain't doin no label I ain't signing no deal
I got water on my neck but I don't got gills

I came through with a chopper no Hells Angel
Had to tell lil' mamma I don't do labels
If you come around the squad you can smell danger
Ten racks in my palm rockin' Palm Angels
I just poured a little wooo now I'm feeling woozy
Chopsticks on me I ain't eating sushi
Red bone real thick yea I'm real choosy
I be walkin through the VIP like bitch 'scuse me