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No Love (feat. Yo Gotti)[Hook:]Thirty inches on the truck, nigga, no rule And I don't get this car, sucka, no look Gon' drive it crunked up, nigga, straight mud So your first impression is a nigga sell drugs I got ball, playa money, y'all get keished up And if you get money, nigga, we can link up I might pull to the club in the grey shorts I'm smokin' out the pound bag, nigga, straight bud [Verse 1:] These fuckin' shootaz strange, let 'em bitches hang Jest this easter lana nigga, spend this easter lana kane The girls sprain, I'm actin' when she see my chain bling Fucked so many diamond necklaces her neck turn into ecstasy Just came back from Texas, I just reel up with the Mexicans When I phone the plug, I don't delete, I love these messages Gucci Mane neglect the shit, I started all this flexin' shit Bells of cushion, bells of perm to different adresseses White shit that I'm sellin' will make you turn on yo relatives Cop the plug, come shout with me, you know I got them melodies Kush so strong, gotta smoke it in the rest room Niggas say they got that gas, well, Gucci got that Jet fuel [Hook:] Thirty inches on the truck, nigga, no rule And I don't get this car, sucka, no look Gon' drive it crunked up, nigga, straight mud So your first impression is a nigga sell drugs I got ball, playa money, y'all get keished up And if you get money, nigga, we can link up I might pull to the club in the grey shorts I'm smokin' out the pound bag, nigga, straight bud [Verse 2:] I put fours on the Coupe, they say it wouldn't fit And I drop thirties on the trunk, they say the same shit Told them thirty for a brick, they say I'm insane But it's a try, they say Gucci say the same thing All my rockets sache, chicks sendin' for a T-Shirt I got thirty on my hippies, then they clip it how the heap work Cold ass nigga, they should call a nigga AC Got these niggas [?] I drop three 'em in my EP Foes! And when they come to hold you, I got 'em Keep them playn games with they chains, so I shot 'em Got it, realest nigga in it, don't you doubt it 4 hunit for that Rarri, bitch I'm a jump up out I'm Go, hiump! [Hook:] Thirty inches on the truck, nigga, no rule And I don't get this car, sucka, no look Gon' drive it crunked up, nigga, straight mud So your first impression is a nigga sell drugs I got ball, playa money, y'all get keished up And if you get money, nigga, we can link up I might pull to the club in the grey shorts I'm smokin' out the pound bag, nigga, straight bud |