No No No lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug]
No (Rich Gang)
Thugger (No)
Thugger, baby (Slime)
No (Rich Gang), hah (Hey)
(We got London on the track)
Hey

[Chorus: Young Thug]
No, no, no (Ayy, hey)
No, no, no (Hey, hey, woo)
No, no, no (Yeah, uh-uh)
No, no, no (Woo, hey, woo, uh-uh, woo)
I wan' live it up until I leave (Uh-uh, uh-uh)
You can't sweep my flyness like a witch (Uh-uh, uh-uh)
What's up, Nipsey? I got keys to the city
All of my b*tches tell me I'm the realest

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Uh-uh, uh-uh, boy, you not runnin' (Oh, no, no)
Uh-uh, uh-uh, Tommys, no stomachs (Oh, no, no)
Uh-uh, gold, no mummy (Oh, no, no), and, and
My racks are lettuce, my kush are onions (Oh, no, no, woo, woo)
I'ma always say yes to my b*tch, never no, no
And I think that her pus*y is tight 'cause she pigeon-toed (Oh, no, no)
And I know all my diamonds are water because they soaked (Oh, no, no)
And I might take that b*tch off of MARTA all 'cause she spoke (Oh, no, no, hey)
Stand up, Harriet Tubman (Stand up)
Us or them? no subbin' (Not us)
b*tch, I'm high off substance (Angel dust)
I'm a B, plus I am buzzin' (Blah)
[Chorus: Young Thug & Birdman]
No, no, no (Uh-uh)
No, no, no (Try me, uh-uh)
No, no, no (Yeah, don't try no big Billy, uh-uh)
No, no, no (Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, hey)
I wan' live it up until I leave (Uh-uh, uh-uh, hey)
You can't sweep my flyness like a witch (Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh)
What's up, Nipsey? I got keys to the city
All of my b*tches tell me I'm the realest (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: Birdman & Young Thug]
Never wanna be average (Uh-uh)
All I wanna do is see Gladys (And)
Never wanna see backwards
All I ever did wanna just see baggage (Bags, racks)
Never wanna ever be daddy (Uh-uh)
Never ever wanna be my daddy (Uh-uh)
All I ever did is wanna be (And what?)
And all I ever wanna be was him (And what?)
See, I played in this game and I laid in this game, all I ever wanna see was gems (Racks)
So I show a n*gga get stacks (What? What?)
Pay the brims with the tinted rims (Tinted rims)
Big money, n*gga, hundred stacks (Big racks)
Bad b*tches in them new 'Bachs (Big woah)
Guns up, n*gga, f*ck friends (Clack-clack)
A hundred n*ggas in a hundred Benz (Woo, brrat)
[Chorus: Young Thug & Birdman]
No, no, no (Yeah, uh-uh)
No, no, no (Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, no)
No, no, no (Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, woah, bro)
No, no, no (Woo, hey, woo, uh, woo, ah)
I wan' live it up until I leave (Uh)
You can't sweep my flyness like a witch (Uh-uh, uh-uh)
What's up, Nipsey? I got keys to the city
All of my b*tches tell me I'm the realest