Текст песни No Voice (feat. BabyDrill) - Blo

(Roc that shit out, Hari)
Yeah
Never off, I'm on beat for sure
Free the church, same heart, one beat for sure
'Body 'round-, pape', on bro
I ain't P
I ain't P, tender, I'll beat my ho (whoa)
Keep shit in the streets for sure (beat my ho)
Tell Rob, tell Rob, tell Rob (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Never off, I'm on beat for sure
I just woke up on that bullshit today (yeah)
Ain't got no voice recordin' this
Nigga got that, fuck cheese, just do what you want
Got it
Nigga woke up like fuck it, get on that bullshit
Get on it like that, like (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah

Never off, I'm on beat for sure
Free the church, same heart, one beat for sure
Everybody 'round me gettin' pape', on bro
I ain't P, I'm tender, I'll beat my ho
One G-ride, four guns, just me and Joe
Off the 'net, keep shit in the streets for sure
One mil' for a text, tell Rob let's go

Still livin' like Bobby, huh, I'm Billy (on God)
Say you Billy, tap in, get with me
He's a dub, that boy five fifties
The Benz, the big joint, it's a 550
The house, the big joint, not in the city
Opps steady passin', we still crankin' hemis
Rucci, lightskin shit like Renni
Gucci, walked in Gucci, spent a penny

We was strikin', but we couldn't hit Carvana (yeah), so it's fuck Carvana
Of course, I fuck with Blaze and K5, but I got love for Drama
Me and Wooda don't see eye to eye, but I love his mama
I knew my BM was crazy, that bitch wasn't playin', she fought for the Sprite at McDonald's
Shawty ain't goin' for nothin', on God, ain't goin' for nothin', on God (yeah)
I'm still tryna catch up with buddy and buddy from Rice Street, they come in my pod (yeah)
If I ain't never make it in rappin' I could've been a manager over at Dodge (yeah)
Niggas be sayin' they strikin', but let's get shit clear, boy, I'm the Strike God

I get busy, yeah, juggin' for sure
I'm gettin' paid, on bro
Take me to the lot, let's go
Same lot, I done hit from before
And I went bought a car from the same lot
Me and bro was just fuckin' the same thot
I became a monster, I came out
If the weed wasn't served, it's the same Zott', let's go

Never off, I'm on beat for sure
Free the church, same heart, one beat for sure
Everybody 'round me gettin' pape', on bro
I ain't P, I'm tender, I'll beat my ho
One G-ride, four guns, just me and Joe
Off the 'net, keep shit in the streets for sure
One mil' for a text, tell Rob let's go

I'm still livin' like Bobby, huh, I'm Billy
Say you Billy, tap in, get with me
He's a dub, that boy five fifties
The Benz, the big joint, it's a 550
The house, the big joint, not in the city
Opps steady passin', we still crankin' hemis
Rucci, lightskin shit like Renni
Gucci, I walked in Gucci, spent a penny

Glock, walked in bustin' down a blicky
Hotbox G-ride, windows ain't tinted (skrrt)
See me an opp, best believe we gon' hit it
Took a lil' time, now a young nigga worth millions
A real made man, free Steelo and J5
Nigga be talkin' that shit, get chastised
He got caught at a sauna, we got that boy baptized
Walk that boy down, close enough, give him high-five

This just the way that we live (live)
Twin go Strike God, I go King Drill
Walk that boy down, get him popped in B building
Niggas be talkin' that shit, we don't see niggas (BabyDrill)
Frrt-frrt, clip ranned out, need a refill
Delusional lil' bitch want some Lulu, want 'Lemon, but
I cannot purchase that, I am not feelin' her
I walk with .308, play, and I'm killin' bro

212 with a young nigga like me
Me and bro put shit on white tee
Long nights, late nights, we was striking
Check-up with a blick like Nike, brrt, brrt