NO REMORSE II lyrics

by

The Zodiac Father


[Intro: ZODI]
She wanna trap with the bando
She wanna f*ck with no man tho
She wanna kiss on my hand tho?
Let me rip up on the ammo
pus*y n*gga im not a crip though
Watch me flaunt red like im Krypto
I am no amateur, say that I'm creepy doe
Pull up to crib and I bool, OU!

[Verse 1: ZODI]
Watch me go ham on the trap, OU!
I got that green in my lap, OU!
I am no amateur, damage her
pus*y go red like it flammable, I am no trooper no need to parameter
She say that she dead, I think I am examiner-
b*tch I'm off adderall, make her man lateral, I am no pus*y I make that collateral
Hm, hey!
She say my di*k supernatural
Hey! she say my di*k is unnatural, my sh*t like an animal, OU!
Beat it up for daddy, I'mma dive in
Swing stay steady when I dive in
Bed stay up when I dive in
Watch me pull up when I drive in, hey
Beat the pus*y make it feel the force
Beat the pus*y with no remorse

[Intro 2: KEL]
No Remorse part 2!
This is the f*cking rudeboy~

[Verse 2: KEL]
b*tch im not with the games
Its not gonna change
He let that savage shii go straight to his head
Ok then thats shots to the brain
All i speak is the pain
Poison in veins
Dont you say my name
Definitely not in vain
Kel be the king
Rappers sound the same
b*tch im not the same
Be clouds of smoke
When them bullets rain
I do it fo the money
U do it fo the fame
I do it fo the culture
U a culture vulture
They play original
Then they go n quote ya
Turn em into memories
Better yet a sculpture
Summer time here
Im gon super soak ya
This is i message
We can only forward
Liquor fo dead homies
We can only pour it
My n*ggas come with chains
Most of em stolen
n*ggas always lyin(lion)
He catch bullets jus like bolden

[Verse 3: KEL]
f*ck on yo b*tch watch u kiss her right after
We screamin free frenxh til we sayin it backwards
Zero f*cks if im not yo number one rapper
Im underrated is one of raps factors
Got down with centers like i was a guard
Ima hitman
Murder my only job
I be chill with them bills
Neva stone
Dare a n*gga try to rob
Shoot em solution
If a boy gotta prob
Boiis swear they on go
Tell them n*ggas to stop
Yo b*tch all on my Johnson
While its hard like a rock
n*gga i will neva flop
Gun touchin pussies
Its a gynecologist
Best where im from
f*ck your acknowledgement
Dont fall fo bullsh*t
I have better plans
These n*ggas b*tchin
I think they are a trans
Yo fam can lose you
We shoot u
No such approvals
Wicked no voodoo
This is to u n yo mans
n*ggas keep fussin
Im counting them bands
n*gga f*ck what they sayin
My boy u gotta get it how u live
And this is the f*ckin finest comin out the Ville

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