No Insurance lyrics

by

RMC Mike



Lambo59 verse:

I was Moving Hella quiet
Now I’m on they ass

b*tch say she need a ride
But I ain’t a cab

Get any b*tch I want I got the gift of gab

Want me to eat her ass
Umm I think I’ll pass

Hold on let me start it over

If a n*gga was a snake I’d be a king cobra

I’m on sum uppers and some downers like a roller coaster

f*ck a black hoe want a white girl like Lamar Odom

I think my Mama Mad

I didn’t even reply back
I’m trying to count this cash
Feel like Aaron Donald how bad a n*gga Want a sack

I told this b*tch I loved her one time she didn’t back

Damn
That sh*t funny to you?

Now she mad Cause she only pulling bummy
n*ggas

Should’ve check the analytics

If he had a Car
I Hopе
He’d run her over with it

With no insurancе
Yea with no insurance

With no insurance
Yea with no insurance



RMC Mike verse:
With No insurance I be on the Road with that bag

Gotta 60 round clip I can unload with a Mag

I just stuff this b*tch Coochie with some blues cuz she bad

My whole team done knocked the b*tch down now she trash

Damn
I want to hit her Raw but b*tches dirty

I’m finna drink a whole 8 of wok

sh*t I’m thirsty

My Unk from Alabama call Ced he need a Birdie

I finna shoot a hundred something shots
James worthy

A Lambo
I got a Whole kitchen full of tan dope

I still put in work by myself you be paying folks

Got a 150 shots with this K
b*tch I’m Rambo
You need a real plug on that Za call ScanDro

Let me tell you bout my life and how I’m really living

He want a whole brick
Stamped up
Meet me in the Kitchen

When I’m OT just catch me in the Hood

We be in the Trenches

I can’t stop Drinking lean for sh*t
I need a Intervention
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