No Sucker (feat. Moneybagg Yo)

(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)

Uh-oh, the game in trouble

Started off small, now they payin' me double

Yeah, you can drip check, baby, like Mustard, yeah

Uh-oh, you better not trust 'em

Rotate 'em, all these hoes on shuffle

Money team, got a whole M in a duffle

Bitch got the nerve to say she don't like rubbers

She don't know that I know she be fuckin' my brother

Bitch, I ain't goin' out like no sucker, yeah

West Coast, smokin' on Gushers, yeah

Cartier watch, shit busted, yeah

I done ran up a whole lot, yeah

I don't want the twat, just top, yeah

Goin' up a whole 'nother notch, yeah

Can't be stuck in one slot, yeah

Levels, Rolls-Royce truck in the ghetto

F's on the wheel wave hello, yeah

Bitch probably mad I ain't dello

La-la-la, I am not Carmelo

Word to the opps, they gon' drop, better lay low

Haha, nah, I'm just playin', they can come out

Runnin' up the money, I ain't never tryna run out, yeah

Police get behind me, I'ma burn out (smash)

How you get it 'fore it even come out? (cash)

How you make a milli' in a drought? (bag)

Traphouse geeked up fast

My mama don't like it, she ain't got no swag

I don't stay with my mama, I been in my bag

Yeah, I got it, nigga, fuck what I had, yeah

Y'all niggas need to give me my swag back

Go against me, get hashtagged

Ain't standin' that, nigga, I'm past that

How your jacket Dior and your pants match?

Road runnin', bringin' these bands back

You can take it how you want it, I'm sayin' facts

They done crunked me up, I was layin' back

I'm the wave, nigga, give me my sand back

Hopped out on 'em with a chopstick

They done killed that boy with a hand strap

You straight, I ain't givin' your mans dap

Uh-oh, the game in trouble

Started off small, now they payin' me double

Yeah, you can drip check, baby, like Mustard, yeah

Uh-oh, you better not trust 'em

Rotate 'em, all these hoes on shuffle

Money team, got a whole M in a duffle

Bitch got the nerve to say she don't like rubbers

She don't know that I know she be fuckin' my brother

Bitch, I ain't goin' out like no sucker, yeah

West Coast, smokin' on Gushers, yeah

Cartier watch, shit busted, yeah

I done ran up a whole lot, yeah

I don't want the twat, just top, yeah

Goin' up a whole 'nother notch, yeah

Can't be stuck in one slot, yeah

I'm goin' up a whole 'nother notch

Lil' bruh just put a nigga on Fox, damn

A rock fell out of my watch

I ain't get mad, I just switched out clocks (hahaha)

Treat a bad bitch like a thot (what you do?)

Burn her head pullin' off the lot

Water on water, rockin' ice on the yacht

Bought a traphouse and it came with a pot (ugh, ugh)

The game in trouble like some badass childrens

Did they just really give me 80K for thirty minutes? Yup

And can't nobody tell me how to spend it, bitch

Send it to the hood, let 'em flip it (in the trenches)

She want me to love on her, no way

Ain't José, I don't do what the hoes say (nope)

HD, Blu-Ray, clear shit (what that mean?)

Diamonds on me look 4K (ugh)

Married to the money for better or worse

But nah I ain't walked down no aisle (caked up)

That lil' nigga fucked up

He'll walk a nigga down with a Kool-Aid smile

Yesterday spent 40K on a necklace

I'm flexin', look close and you'll see your reflection

She a lil' gangster, I like her complexion

She get so wetty, then bust like confetti

If I don't do nothing, that money, I get it

Uh-oh, the game in trouble

Started off small, now they payin' me double

Yeah, you can drip check, baby, like Mustard, yeah

Uh-oh, you better not trust 'em

Rotate 'em, all these hoes on shuffle

Money team, got a whole M in a duffle

Bitch got the nerve to say she don't like rubbers

She don't know that I know she be fuckin' my brother

Bitch, I ain't goin' out like no sucker, yeah

West Coast, smokin' on Gushers, yeah

Cartier watch, shit busted, yeah

I done ran up a whole lot, yeah

I don't want the twat, just top, yeah

Goin' up a whole 'nother notch, yeah

Can't be stuck in one slot, yeah