No Diss lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, stick my di*k all down her throat
b*tch, I'm goat
No cap, n*gga
Let me stop dissing, man
This time I won’t, this time I won't
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
b*tch ass n*gga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Big 30 on this b*tch
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Let me rap about the other sh*t, n*gga
No cap, yeah

[Verse]
f*ck that dissing, Timo rap about your life
Rap about these n*ggas snitching, rap about how they ain't right
Rap about when you around them n*ggas, you can’t put down your pipe
Rap about how n*ggas beg for sh*t and sneak diss when ain't around
Talk that sh*t, n*gga, I ain't no f*cking lick
n*ggas mad, hating on me, I don't owe no n*gga sh*t
Everybody know I'm finna blow, n*gga, OTF, we rich
They used to clap for me, I signed, now them n*ggas mad as sh*t
Just spent forty in two weeks, n*gga, you can ask my b*tch
I'm in the hood passing out G's, I been had money, this ain't sh*t
Whoever got them Glocks, n*gga, we want ’em, I need sticks
I’m just playing, I know them people listening, I'm just talking sh*t
Only reason your songs go up ’cause all you do is dissing
If I ain't no sh*t, you ain't no sh*t, ain't heard about you killing sh*t
All that slide talking about you doing
No cap, them people innocent
Smurk call my phone like, "Bro, speak on that pain sh*t"
Label f*cking with me, king of drill, they like that gang sh*t
Quarter million dollars in lawyers, foenem still rich
Run up on him and take everything, we don’t steal sh*t
Since Lil Timo started rapping, shorty hit that kill switch
I used to bully you in school, boy, I know you still a b*tch
You told on your homie, boy, I know you still a snitch
No cap, n*gga, with your rat ass
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, big 30 in this b*tch, yeah
Hit the cut, pop out with Drac' like I'm Josh
We gon' get up on him, we don't like shoot out no cars
On that di*k when we went to the bop
Now them n*ggas sick, that sh*t ain't work out with the opps
Every city I go to, I'm in the trenches with them Glocks
And them opps can't go nowhere, I have foenem get on they top
n*gga, you almost killed yourself, found out your b*tch a bop
n*gga, I almost smoke your ass, I'm tweaking off this Wock'
Tweaking up in traffic, seven-six-two in your car
Yeah, no cap, I'll have a n*gga doing the mop
Yeah, yeah, we quick to take a n*gga Glock
Yeah, yeah, we have them n*ggas doing the mop, yeah
Ayy, b*tch, I'm goat, stick my di*k all down her throat
b*tch, I'm goat, yeah, n*ggas playing, you get smoked
I'm off this, uh-uh-uh, don't get smoked, n*gga
[Outro]
Big 30 sh*t, n*gga
OTF sh*t
Haha, haha
f*ck the opps and they mom
I'm smoking Carter, haha