OH NO lyrics

[Intro]
Bow!
2020 be the year f*ck ya n*ggas talking bout
Whole lotta bow like Fivio
GLTTT!
Oh no, he gon' fold

[Chorus]
Oh no, that is not your mans he gone fold
Send a couple shots to ya dome
Balenciaga down to the toes
And you know I’m all in
Smoking on this pressure man it got me coughing
RIP to competition put them in a coffin
2020 be the year see them n*ggas hawking

[Verse]
And I don’t got got no heart, so a n*gga don’t feel
I remember eating noodles like a full course meal
And I think bout bro and I still get chills
Gotta do it for the gang, b*tch, we gone hit a mill
And this money on my mind, I can’t even think another thought
And these n*ggas all snakes, so the money can’t get involved
And you know we on go, on go when the fam call
pus*y hating n*ggas, swear to God I can’t stand yall
Ooh, ohhhh, ohh, call up lil' bro he on go
And push that 40 back to his skull
Cause we really get it in we don’t troll
Ohh, ohh, ohh, we gone rock to it
I got some shooters spin the block they gone flock for me
And that’s my brodie swear to God I spin them clocks for him
And he ain’t homie swear to God he ain’t rock with me