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No Ad-Libs Lyrics by Wan Billz

2021

[Verse]
Mommy said have faith in this shit
Get on, gotta bring who you with
And them niggas that doubted gon' stay on that strip
And I can’t leave without it, they pray that I slip
Nigga dumb, should've prayed that I miss
Thottie line him, he feenin' to hit
(Fell in love with them Glocks and assist)
Fell in love with them Glocks and them assist, look
Brodie said Wan Billz underrated
Sometimes just feel most hated
Would this shit feel the same if I ended up famous?
They gon' switch up the subject, talk new conversation
They gon' talk about this and talk 'bout that except for the fact that I paved the way
Keep talkin' they shit right behind my back, approach 'еm about it, won’t say a thing
They know that they know
Look, know I got to get paid, fuck a minimum wagе
Yeah, I’m takin' that risk, we gon' take us a trip
Once again that’s a high speed from the jakes
Kay Flock playin' hockey, make 'em skate
'Cause he thought he was Ali but he ain’t
Back out the breesh, all these bitches gon' faint
Movin' like a zombie off the drank
'Cause I’m woozy
If he ain’t talking money gone lose me
Back then use to front now they choose me
And I still got no friends like Lil Uzi
When we got to go spin, only two deep
Know it’s lit but still love for my 2 Gzz
Everything flea fit lookin' too clean
Walk through, everybody like who he
And bae said I’m bigger than B.I.G, Juicy
Hammer tuck, gotta walk with a limp
Why the opps on my dick? Had they shot but he missed
See I rather be Juice then to go out like Mitch
Could never be Alpo, that nigga snitched
Look, cuz said is you ready for this? If not you not sailin' this ship, like
Born ready, I’m ready for this, like, know I’m bringin' my gun to a fistfight
Spin that Ave, all we need is rides
Brodie let off like - or 2, like
Heard they plates, we gon' eat they food
Back out Drac' now he singing to, uh
It could sing like Aretha too
But fuck all that gun talk, like
Why ya side not believin' you?
Oh, this nigga done for, like
Started that so you know we gon' finish the marathon end and get it
I'm neighborhood Cripin', I’m screamin' out 80
We gon' beat up the ref 'cause the game ain’t finish
Free Lil Naz, he was ready for game time, what the fuck is a scrimmage?
They all runnin' suicides back and forth on that baseline, and brodie still clickin'
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Wan Billz

Wan Billz

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