NoLinks lyrics

[Verse 1: Mdot 59]
n*ggas not gettin' wavy, they spinnin' for pics
n*ggas dissin' the dead, better stay out the mix
McKinley on di*k, and they flickin' they wrist
Every time someone die n*ggas jack it's a civ
My 'ooter on court wit' the ball, like to blitz
Pop on di*k, n*gga lucky we missed
D's on di*k, had to switch up the fit
If she dance in that vid, I'ma throw on the b*tch
Citizens bangin', like, we the ones causin' arrangements
n*ggas who's wanted start writin' them statements
They know what it come wit', they better keep-
Baby Bino on di*k, go get back for the Makk
n*ggas linkin' wit' LIP and thе JAG, like
We put belt to thеy ass
Double B, Bino and Benzo the gas
Like, they know why we tappin' our backs
They keep cappin' in raps, so let's talk all the facts
n*ggas linkin' wit' n*ggas tryna jack every pack
Everyone that they linked we made duck from the gat
Like, go get back for they mans
JAG on di*k, made 'em duck from the tan
Quai was too slow, couldn't run to the Lam
He took one to the top, where the f*ck was his mans?
Like, all we had was a deuce-deuce, we made it last
Couldn't fit double hands, had to work on my craft
Couldn't tote on my hip, had to throw on a-
FOE on my back, this sh*t deeper than rap
Been slidin' and drillin' before I could rap
Been throwin' on Makks before I was Hat
48'ed the KODs, had to walk up and-
I grew up on my own, never needed a dad
[Verse 2: Woddy]
n*ggas know who be stompin' and do it the best
I couldn't tote in my Mike's, had to throw on my Tech
This sh*t gettin' wack, they ain't playin' they 'jects
We was spinnin' they block, like who got next?
Wit' the Rippy, you know he flockin' for X
In the bitty, you know he play he get left
Brodie Q50, I'm feelin' like Jeff
When I got to the Kreeps, I was shootin' like Steph
I ain't come for a leggy, I came for the kill
Floater drivin', know that he takin' the wheel
Bro hit the left, and I came from the right, and we left in the middle
I'm feelin' like Phil
Citi Bike demon, when I'm on a bike can't stop for the light, tryna go for the kill
When I'm in the V, gotta watch for the D's
Gotta watch how I bop when I'm totin' the steel
Wanna be me? Go on a drill
Free bro, he tryna get a appeal
Love little bro, he remind me of me
If you wanna be blood, gotta make sumn' spill
I was just in the spot, Nazzy B off the wock
When we post in the block, gotta keep it concealed
When you get in that station, better not squeal
Gotta park on the Nich' 'cause the D's on the hill

[Verse 3: Mhady2hottie]
They know what we do, we run the whole city
Better just call us the TND villains
Bro caught a B, he wasn't excited
He said he want more, n*gga he wasn't finished
If I call up H3, PG and Sticky and Wick then I promise you, you gon' be finished
I say most of those names 'cause most of the time, those be the n*ggas that's wit' me that's clickin'
And it's still free Bop, they know how he get wit' the chop
We had n*ggas duckin' in they buildin'
When I'm in that ride, I ain't tryna leave n*ggas alive
Man the reaper he don't got no feelings
And they know I'm still ballin' for five, I don't play about mine
Game time, n*gga this ain't a scrimmage
DP dead, he can't drive
He'd still be alive, but n*ggas make the wrong decisions
And he better not scream Ewokk, 'cause we'll get everyone shot
T-They like "Mhaddy you movin' too hot"
I don't care, n*ggas actin' like sumn' they not