No Diss, Pt. 2 lyrics
by Treez Lowkey
[Intro]
Cheecho
Hey, Cheecho
[Chorus]
Gettin' all this money, got them hoes on my di*k
I whip up the kitchen, I f*ck up my wrist
We slide with them Dracos, them AR’s, they hit, uh
Homicide sh*t, put the thirty in glicks
Them Dracos and fifties, them hundreds and sh*t
64 sh*t, we ain't sendin' no diss
We throwin’ the fours and we bustin' the rip
Drakes, sticks, spinnin' a bend
We slide in broad day off the humble and sh*t
I told you, lil' n*gga, we ain't sendin' no diss
Goonwick 2, bring the thunder and sh*t
Ran out of bullets, had to spin it again
My young n*ggas slide with them Dracos and sh*t
Uh, hah, Goonrich
[Verse]
Ran off on the plug, he was sweet
My n*ggas, they shootin' like Thunder and Heat
My OG still trap off the beeper
We listen to Boosie when we 'bout to creep
Whippin’ the four and I stay in the kitchen
I’m servin' my aunt and the pot in the kitchen
I’m whippin' them chickens, I'm leavin' the dishes
My aunt like, "Ho, I ain’t cleanin' them dishes"
Slide, uh, f*ck it, get 'em
.357 hit him right in his denim
Too many b*tches, call me Goon in the middle
She suckin' on the di*k but she tryna do the nibble
We slide with them pistols, n*gga had to get him
I slide with my dog, Goonew Doo little
I'm still in that dogfood like it's denim
I'm sippin' on lean, could've lost a kidney
[Chorus]
Gettin' all this money, got them hoes on my di*k
I whip up the kitchen, I f*ck up my wrist
We slide with them Dracos, them AR's, they hit, uh
Homicide sh*t, put the thirty in glicks
Them Dracos and fifties, them hundreds and sh*t
64 sh*t, we ain't sendin' no diss
We throwin' the fours and we bustin' the rip
Drakes, sticks, spinnin' a bend
We slide in broad day off the humble and sh*t
I told you, lil' n*gga, we ain't sendin' no diss
Goonwick 2, bring the thunder and sh*t
Ran out of bullets, had to spin it again
My young n*ggas slide with them Dracos and sh*t
Uh, hah, Goonrich