No Hook Pt. 2 lyrics

[Intro]
(Sixteen in this b*tch)
Uh, gang

[Verse]
She like, "B Lovee, why you ain't showin' me love?"
I can't show no treesh love
Gotta get to the breesh, love
In the streets, gotta walk with a heater
.40 on me, sh*t boom like a speaker
They start shakin' as soon as they seened us
All these b*tches lock eyes when they see us
I'm in the hood, all good, with my feet up
Tell them di*kridin' n*ggas, come and "Link up"
And I ain't with the politics, see the opps, we gotta blitz (Gang, gang)
And we do got a lot of grips, see the Gz, you gotta hit (huh)
Finna spin through the back block, and I'm totin' on fat chop
Finna make a movie
These n*ggas be mad opps, they be talkin' to mad cops, when we start shootin'
Somebody please say what's goin' on
f*ck all the opps they put me in a song
But that sh*t is bad rap, 'cause that sh*t is mad cap, I be makin' movies
Go on with your rat ass, I put you in a rat trap, make you stop movin'
She like, "B Lovee, boy, you is a movie, I like the way you be shootin' maneuver"
They sayin' they ride, but don't really do it
They man just got packed but what are they doin'? (What?)
Nothing, go buy a shooter or somethin' (Go buy a shooter)
All of the opps, they be bluffin'
I f*ck a thot like it's nothin'
I get the guap 'cause it's nothin'
He will not pop 'cause I'm clutchin'
Them n*ggas, they know about me
Them n*ggas, they heard about me
Gang, gang, gang
And I did not hear about 'em, so why am I scared 'bout 'em?
It don't make sense
I'm in the field where this sh*t is real, I'm totin' a steel, quick to let it rip
Half a mil' his bail, brodie caught a hit
No he ain't tell, he sittin' up and sh*t
Soon as I link that hoe, I f*ck
Soon as I seened them opps, I up
If he wanna fight then we can do that
I'm totin' a glizzy, you better move back (huh)
We gon' show you the wave
My goons is wild, they move with a Glock
On courtlandt be cautious, 'cause you can get shot
I gotta be cautious, got too many opps
She like, "B Lovee you gon' make it", drop the jaws and then start to shake it
I send my shot, and I think I made it
I'm off the perky, I'm feelin' amazin'
I spent two bands on my fit, about three bands on new grips
n*ggas talkin', ain't on sh*t
I send my shooters, they gon' blitz
Hit that target, do not miss
[Outro]
Hit that target, do not miss
Gang, gang, gang
OGz