Lyrics Hookless - Tay Bandz

Free that nigga Jay, and fuck the laws they hate we winning
They tryna ride the wave I knew that shit in the beginning
Niggas hate on niggas when they see a nigga getting it
I'd hate to be the one to put you niggas in position
Posted at a kickback, my niggas yeah we with that
Don't want you hoe so get back, wait hold up where yo sis at
Been poppin and that's big facts, been balling nigga big racks
She askin' where that dick at, I break ha like a kitkat
Paper in the bag like it's homework
That hoe ain't pay her tab so don't ask me do her phone work
Money long and I'm tryna make it longer
Flexin so damn hard now niggas tryna get stronger
These niggas some bitches these niggas so pussy
Bitch I'm Stephen Curry you a fuckin' rookie
Bitch I'm chef curry when I'm in the yo cooking
And that hoe must wanna fuck me cuz she keep on fucking looking
I grew up with Tre And JMar right there on the E
Been with Luster and Jaylon way back when I was 3
Momma stressing and workin' I won't let this shit be
That's why I grindin hard so she can put in her two weeks
Bandz all in my pockets, No space in my wallet
Imma hit ha up when she toppin, kick ha out number imma block it
Textin me boy you better stop, pussy old already popped it
Wait if she come around tryna fuck Imma Houston Rock it
Ion fuck around with no lames, All my niggas yelling out GanG
Some of em Crip, Blood, GD. Some of my niggas don't even bang
Some of my niggas stay with that thang, Let off some shots like that nigga James Harden
I ain't hear ya beg ya Pardon, Shittin' on em and you fartin
She throw it back I'm recording, Then we fucking till the morning
I hit her once now she boring, Call her friend when I'm horny
Fuck it up she performing, Niggas sleep yeah the snoring
The chain on my neck in the dark it still glisten
This watch on my wrist I can't tell if it's ticking
They didn't fwm I bet now they gone listen
But now it's too late so my ass they'll be kissing