Текст песни no stylist (with Rich Amiri) - AyeTrappin feat. Rich Amiri

Yeah, uh, yeah-yeah
Huh, yeah, huh, uh, yeah-yeah
Ooh, yeah, huh, ayy, yeah-yeah
Ooh, yeah

Gucci down, don't need no stylist, in that suicidal whip (Ooh, yeah)
You say that's your gang (Ooh, yeah)
I guess that's them boys you dyin' with (Ooh, yeah)
I just mixed the RAF with the Ksubi (Ooh, yeah)
I'm just tryin' shit (Ooh, yeah)
Made the SRT take off like a plane (Ooh, yeah)
We be flyin' shit (Ooh, yeah)
Get money, I do it (I do it)
You fake, I knew it (Let's go)
Durang' or the Buick? (Uh-huh)
A hundon, ran through it (Uh)
Say you gonna do it, then do it (Let's go)
I really don't talk, I just get to shootin' (Okay, let's go)
She shake, lil' baby can movе it (Uh)
Blu-Ray, my life is a movie

I don't got time for thеse hoes (Yeah)
I gotta run up my checks (Uh-huh)
I got the pack for the low (Yeah)
I move the pack to the West (Uh-huh
You steady doin' the most (Yeah)
I don't got time for your stress (Uh-huh)
Think I'm done fuckin' your ho (Uh-huh)
So now I'm giving her back (Uh-huh)
I could just hop in the Rolls or hop in the Ghost (Uh-huh), yeah
Yeah, she keep on blowin' my phone
She doin' the most, yeah
Damn, we can run down on your home
You wouldn't even know, yeah
(You won't even know, you won't even know)
You talkin' crazy, but you froze when I approach ya'
(When I approached)

Gucci down, don't need no stylist, in that suicidal whip (Ooh, yeah)
You say that's your gang (Ooh, yeah)
I guess that's them boys you dyin' with (Ooh, yeah)
I just mixed the RAF with the Ksubi (Ooh, yeah)
I'm just tryin' shit (Ooh, yeah)
Made the SRT take off like a plane (Ooh, yeah)
We be flyin' shit (Ooh, yeah)
Get money, I do it (I do it)
You fake, I knew it (Let's go)
Durang' or the Buick? (Uh-huh)
A hundon, ran through it (Uh)
Say you gonna do it, then do it (Let's go)
I really don't talk, I just get to shootin' (Okay, let's go)
She shake, lil' baby can move it (Uh)
Blu-Ray, my life is a movie

I'm gettin' my money I know
I know your lil bitch couldn't do it
But they askin' me how I went and go
I told my lil bro I'm gon' shoot it (yeah)
I pull up, I pull up, let's go (let's go)
I'm fuckin' my money and threw it (yeah)
Me and my brudda goin' crazy (yeah, uh)
I'm fuckin' your shawty, she lazy (yeah-yeah)
I hopped in the stu and I fucked up that beat
Bitch, I'm callin' Amiri thats crazy
These bitches, they hittin' me up and they askin' for
Feats and I told 'em jus' pay me
Askin' lil bitch why they fuckin' with me
I remember them days when they hate me
I had to run that shit up for money
Hopped in that coupe goin' crazy
She see me whip a Mercedes
Lil bitch, she wan' have my baby
I count them bands on the daily

Gucci down, don't need no stylist, in that suicidal whip (Ooh, yeah)
You say that's your gang (Ooh, yeah)
I guess that's them boys you dyin' with (Ooh, yeah)
I just mixed the RAF with the Ksubi (Ooh, yeah)
I'm just tryin' shit (Ooh, yeah)
Made the SRT take off like a plane (Ooh, yeah)
We be flyin' shit (Ooh, yeah)
Get money, I do it (I do it)
You fake, I knew it (Let's go)
Durang' or the Buick? (Uh-huh)
A hundon, ran through it (Uh)
Say you gonna do it, then do it (Let's go)
I really don't talk, I just get to shootin' (Okay, let's go)
She shake, lil' baby can move it (Uh)
Blu-Ray, my life is a movie
(Buh, bop, bop, bop, bow)

(Yeah, Uh)