no stylist lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, uh, yeah-yeah
Huh, yeah, huh, uh, yeah-yeah
Ooh, yeah, huh, ayy, yeah-yeah
Ooh, yeah

[Chorus - Rich Amiri]
Gucci down, don't need no stylist, in that suicidal whip (Ooh, yeah)
You say that's your gang (Ooh, yeah), I guess that's them boys you dyin' with (Ooh, yeah)
I just mixed the RAF with the Ksubi (Ooh, yeah), I'm just tryin' sh*t (Ooh, yeah)
Made the SRT take off like a plane (Ooh, yeah), we be flyin' sh*t (Ooh, yeah)
Get money, I do it (I do it)
You fake, I knew it (Let's go)
Durang' or the Buick? (Uh-huh)
A hundon, ran through it (Uh)
Say you gonna do it, then do it (Let's go)
I really don't talk, I just get to shootin' (Okay, let's go)
She shake, lil' baby can movе it (Uh)
Blu-Ray, my life is a movie (Buh, bop, bop, bop, bow)

[Verse 1 - Rich Amiri]
I don't got time for thеse hoes (Yeah), I gotta run up my checks (Uh-huh)
I got the pack for the low (Yeah), I move the pack to the West (Uh-huh)
You steady doin' the most (Yeah), I don't got time for your stress (Uh-huh)
Think I'm done f*ckin' your ho (Uh-huh), so now I'm giving her back (Uh-huh)
I could just hop in the Rolls or hop in the Ghost (Uh-huh), yeah (Let's go)
Yeah, she keep on blowin' my phone, she doin' the most, yeah (Oh my God, oh my God)
Damn, we can run down on your home, you wouldn't even know, yeah (You won't even know, you won't even know)
You talkin' crazy, but you froze when I approach ya' (When I approached)
[Chorus - Rich Amiri]
Gucci down, don't need no stylist, in that suicidal whip (Ooh, yeah)
You say that's your gang (Ooh, yeah), I guess that's them boys you dyin' with (Ooh, yeah)
I just mixed the RAF with the Ksubi (Ooh, yeah), I'm just tryin' sh*t (Ooh, yeah)
Made the SRT take off like a plane (Ooh, yeah), we be flyin' sh*t (Ooh, yeah)
Get money, I do it (I do it)
You fake, I knew it (Let's go)
Durang' or the Buick? (Uh-huh)
A hundon, ran through it (Uh)
Say you gonna do it, then do it (Let's go)
I really don't talk, I just get to shootin' (Okay, let's go)
She shake, lil' baby can move it (Uh)
Blu-Ray, my life is a movie (Buh, bop, bop, bop, bow)

[Verse 2 - AyeTrappin}
I'm gettin' my money I know, I know your lil b*tch couldn't do it
But they askin' me how I went and go, I told my lil bro I'm gon' shoot it (yeah)
I pull up, I pull up, let's go (let's go)
I'm f*ckin' my money and threw it (yeah)
Me and my brudda goin' crazy (yeah, uh)
I'm f*ckin' your shawty, she lazy (yeah-yeah)
I hopped in the stu and I f*cked up that beat, b*tch, I'm callin' Amiri thats crazy
These b*tches, they hittin' me up and they askin' for feats and I told 'em jus' pay me
Askin' lil b*tch why they f*ckin' with me, I remember them days when they hate me
I had to run that sh*t up for money, hopped in that coupe goin' crazy
She see me whip a Mercedes
Lil b*tch, she wan' have my baby
I count them bands on the daily
[Chorus - Rich Amiri]
Gucci down, don't need no stylist, in that suicidal whip (Ooh, yeah)
You say that's your gang (Ooh, yeah), I guess that's them boys you dyin' with (Ooh, yeah)
I just mixed the RAF with the Ksubi (Ooh, yeah), I'm just tryin' sh*t (Ooh, yeah)
Made the SRT take off like a plane (Ooh, yeah), we be flyin' sh*t (Ooh, yeah)
Get money, I do it (I do it)
You fake, I knew it (Let's go)
Durang' or the Buick? (Uh-huh)
A hundon, ran through it (Uh)
Say you gonna do it, then do it (Let's go)
I really don't talk, I just get to shootin' (Okay, let's go)
She shake, lil' baby can move it (Uh)
Blu-Ray, my life is a movie (Buh, bop, bop, bop, bow)