Lyrics No Remorse! - Casanova!

Water on me and it's gettin' real dense
My money stay green on both sides of the fence
How the fuck you gon' steal from me? Make it make sense
Know that you had a laugh, it was at my expense

Don't deserve none of that shit, no offense
I'm keeping the bills, nigga, you keep the cents
I want you to play this message out loud on speakers
What remorse did you feel? Bet you bought some new sneakers

But honestly, fuck all that shit, might've took me a loss
But no fingers crossed, I'm a tweaker
They know I'm a boss, bitch texted me first sayin' "Heyy" with two Y's, so she might be a keeper
I take out the trash, no station but I got the gas
Sanitation, I'm clearing your block with the sweeper
You niggas want clout, but if you ain't my homie, there's surely no doubt you ain't getting a feature

Huh, huh, I'm out here ballin' while y'all out on bleachers
I'm writing the rhymes like they're speeches, she givin' me knowledge, ain't nothin' to teach her
My teacher, she gave me a stain on my T-Shirt, it cost me a hundred, turned something to nothin'
Hittin' 'em back 'cause they just had it comin', I'll broil these niggas, I'm just like an oven

Keep makin' music and that's just the plan
Catchin' you hatin', you finna get banned
Stay off my dick, I command you
You desperately doin' shit, Can't stand you
Might wanna speak up, I can't understand you
Keep my Air Forces white, or you're purple, Hydrangea
I'm always on missions, I be in the kitchen, I'm whippin', I'm trippin', I'm heatin', so I put the

Water on me and it's gettin' real dense
My money stay green on both sides of the fence
How the fuck you gon' steal from me? Make it make sense
Know that you had a laugh, it was at my expense

Don't deserve none of that shit, no offense
I'm keeping the bills, nigga, you keep the cents
I want you to play this message out loud on speakers
What remorse did you feel? Bet you bought some new sneakers

But honestly, fuck all that shit, might've took me a loss
But no fingers crossed, I'm a tweaker
They know I'm a boss, bitch texted me first sayin' "Heyy" with two Y's, so she might be a keeper
I take out the trash, no station but I got the gas
Sanitation, I'm clearing your block with the sweeper
You niggas want clout, but if you ain't my homie, there's surely no doubt you ain't getting a feature