No Love lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
It’s Kutthroat (L’z)
I’m going dumb (E'z)
I ain’t got no love (E'z)
For no opps
Off back!

[Chorus]
I ain’t got love for no opp, n*gga (Nay)
Gun c*ck, pistols pop, b*tch we drop n*ggas (Blatt)
I don’t got love for no thot, n*gga (Nah)
Give me top, I might kill her if she’s a opp, n*gga (Blatt)
I don’t got love for no opp, n*gga (Nay)
Gun c*ck, pistols pop, b*tch we drop n*ggas (Blatt, Blatt)
I don’t got love for no thot, n*gga (Nay)
Give me top, I might kill her if she’s a opp n*gga (Go dumb)

[Verse 1]
I don’t got love for no f*ck n*ggas (not at all)
In a foreign with a foreign, she a gold digger
Give me top no bottom I’m a top n*gga (skeezy)
If I catch him while he lackin’ then I gotta hit him
Pillow talkin’ ass n*ggas stop the sneak dissin’ (off back)
Set trippin’, tec kickin’, now he on a trip
Pillow talkin’ ass n*ggas stop the sneak dissin’
Set trippin’, tec kickin’, now he on a trip (he gotti)
My thotties get off mollies when they doing di*ks (mollies)
n*ggas going Gotti when I go on hits (Don't go gotti)
You better keep it verbal, you ain’t with the sh*ts
Kutthroats play for keeps, b*tch we taking sh*t
I don’t got love for no opp, n*gga (not at all)
Since I lost lil Paris, it’s been f*ck n*ggas
These hoes opp lovin’ I don’t f*cks with ‘em
My n*ggas KTS I know you f*ck with ‘em
I don’t got love for no opp, n*gga (not at all)
Since I lost lil Pez, it’s been f*ck n*ggas (L'z, L'z)
These hoes opp lovin’ I don’t f*cks with ‘em (Nay)
My n*ggas KTS I know you f*cks with ‘em
[Chorus]
I ain’t got love for no opp, n*gga (Nay)
Gun c*ck, pistols pop, b*tch we drop n*ggas (Blatt)
I don’t got love for no thot, n*gga (Nah)
Give me top, I might kill her if she’s a opp, n*gga (Blatt)
I don’t got love for no opp, n*gga (Nay)
Gun c*ck, pistols pop, b*tch we drop n*ggas (Blatt, Blatt)
I don’t got love for no thot, n*gga (Nay)
Give me top, I might kill her if she’s a opp n*gga (Go dumb)

[Verse 2]
These n*ggas on papers, they don’t want the smoke (No)
My hittas out here in it, all they smoke is dope (dope)
Foreign b*tch coolin’, I'm all in her throat (huh)
Kutthroat all I know, Kutthroat all she know (Kutthroat)
Yeah I’m from the 'Go but I can never go (Not at all)
My OG raised a killer, she ain’t raise a hoe (Off back)
Mac ninety for the oppas, gotta let it blow (Huh, Blatt, Blatt)
KTO, kill the opps, b*tch that's all we know (Blatt, Blatt, Blatt, Blatt)
My youngins out here killin' 'fore they fifteen (Nothin')
Bodybagging, give a n*gga sixteen (Claps)
Nickel shells, thirty boppa with that red beam (Bop)
Make him famous like Marty, that's a crime scene (Kill him, kill him)

[Outro]
Yeah, it's Kutthroat we goin' dumb on these b*tchass n*ggas
Shouts out Killa Ward
Shouts out Big Nino
Shouts out Nino
Shouts out Dre
Shouts out LakeSide, f*ck tooty you b*tchass n*ggas, f*ck Gotti World, f*ck all the opps man
Ay this the f*cking east side movement man, get with it or get ran over real quick
Off back
Check this out on YouTube Eazy Nino man we going stupid dumb
L’z