No Vouch lyrics

[Intro]
(TP, baby)

[Verse 1]
Don't need no n*gga vouch for me (Nope), can't let 'em get no clout off me (Nope)
I won't take 'em down for cheap, you gotta up the salary (Come with me)
Ain't sh*t sweet no calorie, wipe his nose he got allergies
Killers in the back with me I shoot and they shoot after me (Blrrd blrrd blrrd)
My shows they on the balcony the road I got them 'Cats with me (Skrrt)
I'm f*cking this opp b*tch don’t worry I got Zach with me
These n*ggas is not rich that sh*t just be good cappery (Just be it)
Put a n*gga on a shirt make his wardrobe a gallery (Hah)
b*tch you know I’m stepping keep my weapon for protection (Bitc, you know I’m stepping)
In my hood by myself they treat me like the reverend (They treat me like the reverend)
Lord knows I'm a sinner I'll help you get to heaven
Slow-mo in the club 'cause this drank up in my beverage (On lean)
That fool he a thug wear a four but he still steppin
I'm itchin' need a tub perculater got me sweatin'
Dispensary in my hood thirty flavors this ain't candy (Nope)
And I’m fresh as a b*tch just like that fat-ass n*gga Manny (Fasho)

[Chorus]
30 what you workin on?
I ain't been doing sh*t, smokin' dope, makin' hits, slimin' sh*t, lick to lick
(What goes around comes around)
I gotta feed my kids, I know what come with this sh*t if I have to split this sh*t
(You think you a gangster now?)
My n*gga come and see, put your ass on a tee and turn your ass to some weed
(Don't let that sh*t get to your head)
It already did, poppin' my sh*t like a pill, b*tch, it is what it is
[Verse 2]
How you say I changed on you? (Huh) ‘cause I ain’t on yo di*k? (Nah)
And I’m doing my own sh*t BIG30 got his own clique (I got my own clique)
I been on the road doing shows dodging long sentences (Dodging long sentences)
How the f*ck I changed on you b*tch and I ain’t made a penny? (I ain't made a penny)
Off this rap sh*t, ran up a couple views, bust a couple moves and I’m still on that trap sh*t (Still on that trap sh*t)
My lil' n*ggas stealin' ars robbin for a outfit
BIG30 still stash that dirty carbon at his house, b*tch
Kill you with a smile on my face b*tch I'm a happy killer
Clip look like a caterpillar, traffic like the Fast and Furious
Play with me this sh*t get serious (Nah for real), leave you bloody like a period
I see you lookin b*tch boy I know you feelin’ curious

[Chorus]
30 what you workin’ on?
I ain’t been doing sh*t, smokin' dope, makin' hits, slimin' sh*t, lick to lick
(What goes around comes around)
I gotta feed my kids, I know what come with this sh*t if I have to split this sh*t
(You think you a gangster now?)
My n*gga come and see, put your ass on a tee and turn your ass to some weed
(Don't let that sh*t get to yo head)
It already did, poppin' my sh*t like a pill b*tch it is what it is