No Promo (Like a Pro) lyrics

[Chorus]
She gon' put the molly in her nose
I've been ballin', feeling like a pro
Everyday I'm countin' up the dough
Everyday I'm countin' up the dough
She gon' put the molly in her nose
Everyday I'm feeling like a pro
I just count up all the dough
I just count up all the dough

[Verse 1]
Too many xans, f*ckin' that b*tch from the back
Now I f*ck on her friends, gettin' it in
I menage in a Benz, f*ck it, I'll do it again
Money all over my pockets, you know that I'm finna spend
All these n*ggas just pretend, all these n*ggas just pretend
f*ckin' that b*tch in my condo, xanny, it got me in slow mo
You know yo' b*tch be on go mode
Run up on me then I shoot, ooh
That's you dancing like a go-go
My n*ggas countin' that dough-dough
My n*ggas still at your front door, I am attacker
Run up on me, get it crackin', in a ocean like a kraken
You know I'm makin' it happen
Look at my tag, I'm gon' blow though
I be on go mode, your b*tch my ho though
She on my di*k and she dance like a go-go
Hoes want a photo and that's just a promo, woah
[Chorus]
She gon' put the molly in her nose
I've been ballin', feeling like a pro
Everyday I'm countin' up the dough
Everyday I'm countin' up the dough
She gon' put the molly in her nose
Everyday I'm feeling like a pro
I just count up all the dough
I just count up all the dough
Popped a molly like a pro
I make a movie, no promo
I make a movie, no promo
Popped a molly like a pro
We make a movie, no promo

[Verse 2]
I'm in my lane and I'll never switch
n*ggas be beefin' over b*tches, that sh*t crazy
I don't really give a sh*t
Young n*gga raisin', I'm livin' it
Talkin' stupid, f*ck it, you get murked
f*ck around, I put 'em in a hearse
f*ck around, I put 'em in a dirt
pus*y n*gga, why you on my turf?
They know you ain't puttin' in work
Don't get slaved, take yo' ass to a church
They clowning on me like a circus
Run up on me then I'm blowin'
She told me I'm pretty in person
n*ggas be ballin', we swishin'
I'm feelin' like Julius Erving
'Henny I mix with the Burbon, turn to a whole different person
I feel like a terrorist, AK n*gga with a Gucci on turban, whoa, whoa
Rick James with the xanny, bad b*tch drop her panties
Feel like Drizzy with the Grammy
Get some money for my granny
Benjamin older than granny
[Chorus]
She gon' put the molly in her nose
I've been ballin', feeling like a pro
Everyday I'm countin' up the dough
Everyday I'm countin' up the dough
She gon' put the molly in her nose
Everyday I'm feeling like a pro
I just count up all the dough
I just count up all the dough
Popped a molly like a pro
I make a movie, no promo
I make a movie, no promo
Popped a molly like a pro
We make a movie, no promo

[Outro]
O-oh, o-oh, o-oh
O-oh, o-oh, o-oh
Pull-up in my ride
I'm a rider
I get a side
I cannot find them
That b*tch a secret, you cannot find her
I get behind her
Bad b*tch said hold up
f*ck me slow now
Time to slow down
She gon', ride me like a merry go round
I was in the kitchen whippin' mo' pounds, hmm
I really don't give a f*ck
I got that lean, pour it up
Turn-up in a rari showin' up
I popped a xanny and another xanny, baby I'm going xan crazy
I popped a xanny and another xanny, I don't remember you're name baby