No Strings Attached lyrics

[Intro: SpotemGottem]
Ha-ha
I'ma be honest
Got my eyes on the prize
Got my eyes on the prize
I get to tripping with the blick (Hold up, H)
Ayy, look me in my eyes

[Chorus: SpotemGottem]
She said that she adore me, uh
I feel like no one for me, uh
He got blood on his jersey
That remind me of Curry, uh
Throw back a Perc', I just had to relapse, ooh
They try to spin and we gon' send they shooter back
Chrome Hearts shirt, Chrome Heart hat
Ran out of love, no strings attached

[Verse 1: SpotemGottem]
Dropped it, now shе feeling me more
Like a bottlе, how the f*ck we end up on the floor?
Distant lovers where nobody knows
I came from serving fiends, breaking back doors
Run up the money, taking care of my folks
She wanna run away, so I let her go
I'm a demon when all is done
You got me fiending, you are the one
Never leave the house without my magic wand
Dreads hanging like a Rasta, baby, I'm a don
I'm a don
Ayy, I let off a dummy clip
Glick got zombie tips
They done flushed the whole whip
I ain't foolin' with you b*tch-ass rappers, be done got you killed
I ain't foolin' with you b*tch-ass rappers, be done got you killed
[Chorus: SpotemGottem]
What she say?
She said that she adore me, uh
I feel like no one for me, uh
He got blood on his jersey
That remind me of Curry, uh
Throw back a Perc', I just had to relapse, ooh
They try to spin and we gon' send they shooter back
Chrome Hearts shirt, Chrome Heart hat
Ran out of love, no strings attached

[Verse 2: Tory Lanez]
Yeah, I f*cked a bad lil' b*tch, she had me, then she still cussin'
That b*tch was wild, I gave her the di*k, that b*tch is still fussin'
f*ck who you wanna f*ck, just let a n*gga still crush you
I just wanna go and leave and come back, know I'll still bust you
Your n*gga say he top dog, but why you still hustling?
That b*tch be talking hella sh*t, but wanna still kick it
You know I'm on my way, these b*tches call me they meal ticket
You catch me cheating, gotta love it, leave or deal with it
I said A-B-C-D-E, 'cause I can't give a F about a ho, no, no
Put my foot down and I'm steppin' on a ho
Two bad b*tches, they crept inside the door
She alone
Says she need a loan
Bad b*tch, I paid her for the wish at Louis Vuitton
n*ggas screw up your faces, dishonor that we put on
It's either you love me, shorty, or you can leave me alone
[Chorus: SpotemGottem]
What she say?
She said that she adore me, uh
I feel like no one for me, uh
He got blood on his jersey
That remind me of Curry, uh
Throw back a Perc', I just had to relapse, ooh
They try to spin and we gon' send they shooter back
Chrome Hearts shirt, Chrome Heart hat
Ran out of love, no strings attached