No Lack - BBG Baby Joe, BlocBoy JB

Beat Execs

Marcuss, you killin' the beat

I killed your homeboy, nigga, just for actin' up

Grab my tooly, Call of Duty, we gon' splash it up

I got this hundred on this Draco, ain’t no lack with us

It ain’t no lack with us, bitch, it ain’t no lack with us

I gave a ring to my .40 so it’s guns I trust

I need a lick, I need a move, this shit ain’t addin' up

We hit the club twenty deep and we gon' turn shit up

The other side hate we gettin' cash and they mad at us

Back in the days I had a Smith & Wesson

You really think that I wasn’t robbin'?

Up in Memphis stressin'

Ayy, lay it down, get on your knees and count to forty seconds

Kill a nigga on a Sunday, that’s a .40 blessing, just to send a message

I killed your homeboy, nigga, just for actin' up

Grab my tooly, Call of Duty, we gon' splash it up

I got this hundred on this Draco, ain’t no lack with us

It ain’t no lack with us, bitch, it ain’t no lack with us

I get dirty with this chopper, watch me fuck shit up (I do my shit)

I’m bangin' 4K Trey and BBG, it’s up with us (That gang)

I got a fifty piece for him, whoever walkin' up (Bitch, I’m fucked up)

Been out my mind since I was young, shit I been known to bust (I'm crazy)

You feelin' played behind your dawg, shit, go grab you one (Stupid bitch)

I’m in that field, you know it’s dumb, them hoes’ll be the one (I'm in the

field)

To make that phone call, they drop a pin, they send locations (Thinkin' with

your dick)

Me and some creatures waiting across the street, we steppin' crazy (90's baby)

I killed your homeboy, nigga, just for actin' up

Grab my tooly, Call of Duty, we gon' splash it up

I got this hundred on this Draco, ain’t no lack with us

It ain’t no lack with us, bitch, it ain’t no lack with us

Dumb shit

Dumb shit