No Brakes lyrics

FWC BIG KEY - Verse

Cash Gang Key

I got the AR in My pants
That’s why I got a bad walk
Black Friday Deal
We droppin bodies half off
My n*gga hatin on me
I keep havin bad thoughts
I should grab the pocket rocket
c*ck it, watch it blast off
Keep trynna tell the b*tch
It don’t get better after me
Take her to the room
Give her the letter after C
Got cold at the crib
Went to Miami with the Heat
Got some 7 Mile n*ggas
Totin poles on the East
Real street n*gga
I don’t Ride waves
Ill leave a n*gga Heart on Ice
Like Im rod Wave
I be f*ckin hoes my mom age
I could never sit inside jail if it’s a bond gave
How Ironic
You acting hard but you a hoe
How ironic I got dog sh*t on me but Im the Goat
How ironic that its up there but n*ggas on the floor
How ironic I am not no stripper but keep a pole
I would let you slide but you ain't like that brother
Hockey Coach, Put my team where yo Ice at brother
f*ck them buffs Boy Please don’t get you life snatch from you
b*tch Im blowed with the blick
I came Hitech on em
Wish a b*tch would ask for something
Hoe Im tapped out
Just paid a b*tch to beat ab*tch ass
b*tch Im Smackdown
Hoes used o spin me back then
b*tch Im that now
Boy you already know what it is when you hear that sound
I don’t care if im at church
I see a opp then Im sprayin him
When I beef its onna floor
You getting dropped just for playin em
Young n*gga livin life
Getting money and they hatin em
And im still takin sh*t I see some ice im a skate wit it