No Remorse lyrics

[Intro: Lil Slayzo & BloodHound Q50]
(Ayy, Slayzo, talk that gang sh*t, n*gga)
Go ask the opps, that fully switch done flipped his car
Go ask my opps, that hollow tip done split his heart
Go ask my opps, them doctors tried, but he ain't restart
You know that
(That's big Slayzo, you know that)
(Ayy, Q50, what we on, n*gga?)

[Verse 1: Lil Slayzo]
They like, "Damn, Slayzo, is you really up ten hats?"
sh*t, I would've been up twelve, but two of them b*tches ain't pop back
n*ggas slid, got sent to hell, ask they ass what happened next
All he seen was four n*ggas masked up, blacked out, Glock-10s pressed
Whoever dropped that weak-ass addy, bet his ass ain't make it back
I done took so many Cartiers, I love snatching sh*t off necks
And this Richard on my wrist, that’s fifty-thou’, this b*tch a flex
Ask Rico where we caught his cousin, cracked his dome, and left him stretched, go

[Bridge: Lil Slayzo]
(Ayy, keep this b*tch recording, I ain't done yet)
(Turn that switch up, we on go)

[Verse 2: Lil Slayzo]
I really hop out that Q50 dumping my .50, I'm not no rapper
Ain't no cap, I’m sending hits, masked up, Glock equipped with the switch
Them four n*ggas hopped out blitzing, seen us, b*tch ass started tripping
Fell, we flipped him, let them hollows eat his liver
b*tch-ass n*gga ain't shoot back, he ran like a f*cking sprinter
b*tch, we spin blocks in the winter, broad day, don’t need no tinted
If we get that lo’, we making a scene
We chase his ass, we hawk him down, he scream, then hear that chopper sing
Ayy, I can look in yo' eyes, and tell you ain't gangsta, n*gga
You ain't never stood over sh*t, ain't stepped, ain't pulled no triggers
After we kill him, we roll him up, it's a new strain, this pack called "b*tch"
Free smoke for whoever, we handing out shells, you better not slip
Every drill, my aim get better, my trigger finger got no chill
f*ck the law, I'm sending shots, this chop leave holes up in that vest
Black hoodie, black gloves, we hopping out, it’s masked up season
You can’t ride in this car if you ain’t upped that pipe for no real reason
I talk how I want 'cause I back it up
I'm a young, rich demon with a big-ass gun
[Outro: Lil Slayzo]
Go
n*gga know how the f*ck we bleed, b*tch
Long live my brother, we done smoked your f*cking cousin
n*gga know what the f*ck we on
Yeah, we step on sh*t for real
Slayzo, n*gga, get the f*ck back