No Deal Bill lyrics

[Intro]
(Ayo, Saint)
Yeah
You can't f*ck with me, dawg

[Verse]
I pull up in something loud and it's too quick
Bounce out broad-day, shoot sh*t
Spend a rap deal on a new kit
I don't f*ck with you, you pus*y, told 'em wear it if the shoe fit
I'm balling on these n*ggas, they wanna see me on the bench
Cuz swing that Drac' back and forth, somebody gettin' hit
He searching high and low for his hoe, she probably on my di*k
I'm in the middle of the projects so I'm like Jay with the stick
Ain't no n*gga doing nothing
They heard *grr, grr, grr*, all I do is push a button
I put that pistol on you fast
My youngins strip you for that cash
I cut the lane and hit the gas, think the troopers kiss my ass
Papi on that bullsh*t
I don't want to hear that bullsh*t
All your jewelry bullsh*t
.223s, that's bullsh*t
We spin your block, don't go to hidin'
You'd think the floor wet way we slide
Drop my name in a diss, I guarantee somebody die
Nope, I don't got no deal
Yup, I sell dope still
He thought he was low behind the tint, then we shot through the windshield
My left wrist a big deal
Ho keep blowing up my phone, I had to tell her "b*tch, chill"
I brought my pistol on a date, she don't know this sh*t real
They tryna take me out my element
They ain't f*cking with me
You can't name a n*gga I ain't better than
n*gga, I'm god on my block, youngins protect me like the president
You call my phone but it ain't about no cash so therefore its irrelevant
n*ggas buying thousand dollar jeans with no money in them
Wilt Chamberlain whole block n*gga, we put a hundred in 'em
I keep my Glock glued to my waist, I ain't gotta run and get it
A n*gga drop my name in a diss, it's lit, b*tch, I'm coming with it
Fat Pocket Franky
Auntie get a sack and thank me
I'm that n*gga who you can't be
Yo BM mad that you ain't me
Diamonds hittin', shine in HD
G-lock do not come with safety
Momma telling me be safe, she know half the city hate me
Know I ride with it on my lap
Your man died six months ago and you ain't slide yet
How you go to sleep at night? I know that's hard to digest
[Intermission]
There still more of the beat?
'Ight cool, I ain't done anyway

[Verse]
Head tapped him in the car, they did his dumb ass like Calvin
Had to tell lil' brody chill, 'cause his lil' young ass always wildin'
He don't give a f*ck about my music, talk 'bout Bs, he get excited
We bounce out Vs, we covered in skis to try to keep us from indictments
n*ggas gonna respect this sh*t, I dont give a f*ck if they don't like us
n*gga, it'll be a thousand years before you see other n*ggas like us
Rob thirty thousand in a striker
Me and lil' broski just coolin'
I ain't worried bout the stick overheating 'cause this b*tch came with a cooler
Put that sh*t on, throw my kit on, I feel like Slick Lick the ruler

[Outro]
n*ggas can't f*ck with me, dawg