No Luv (feat. Mak Zaddy & Daewan Fresko)

Hey Bad B If you wanna ride you can hop in the back seat I'm just asking 'Bout to leave the strip, we gone pull up to the ends through the back streets Cos the gangs under strict conditions Don't hang with dogs man, they get no luv from me They get no luv from me, they get no luv from me yeah Pussy nigga you get ran through You ain't gang, ain't a man, you just hang with the lame crew I send my shooter to your neighborhood He let it pop, let it ring, load the chopper let it sing yeah These niggas they don't want it with me The crew, the mob, they rush in with me I loot, i rob, not nothing to me The crew, the squad is something to me I need a ride or die type bitch Bonnie and Clyde, is she gone slide type bitch I need to multiply my chips Jug and finesse and we gone ride my g yeah Hey Bad B If you wanna ride you can hop in the back seat I'm just asking 'Bout to leave the strip, we gone pull up to the ends through the back streets Cos the gangs under strict conditions Don't hang with dogs man, they get no luv from me They get no luv from me, they get no luv from me yeah Three hunna on a new wrist Pootie Tang drip when i pull up in that new whip I went away for some bullshit Might go back in that's why a naka actin' foolish I beat that case then i'm suing I spent three months, bag a day, thats a new lick You know just well how i do this I don't fuck 'round naka playin' with that blueprint See, mi need a rida ting Hop in the whip then she come fight with me She a freak and she got dem eyes for me Come place pon di cocky, come ride mami Ain't nobody better Mami got brain, she working night shift to maintain that figure I'm just stacking cheddar Tryna get the sums bigger If you want some, come fucks with a nigga Hey Bad B If you wanna ride you can hop in the back seat I'm just asking 'Bout to leave the strip, we gone pull up to the ends through the back streets Cos the gangs under strict conditions Don't hang with dogs man, they get no luv from me They get no luv from me, they get no luv from me yeah Ay, I get so live in a hot box Cops pull me over i tell lies in the cop shop (Yeah Fuck ya) We droppin' fire that's a hot drop Baddie from the city, i can't lie that's a hot spot (Yeah) The other side think they're hot shots Burn em all down, that's a lie cos they're not hot I'm on the road with my gang now We makin' racks and we got it out the can now Movin' loads out the van now We never back, never bow to a man I got no luv for the dogs Fuck all the broads Jumped out my feelings, wont get stuck in a bog now When i come slide You can ride in the ride Come and meet me with my guys outside Shut up and listen Man got the packs gone missin' Two bad b's come and whip it in the kitchen Hey Bad B If you wanna ride you can hop in the back seat I'm just asking 'Bout to leave the strip, we gone pull up to the ends through the back streets Cos the gangs under strict conditions Don't hang with dogs man, they get no luv from me They get no luv from me, they get no luv from me yeah Hey Bad B If you wanna ride you can hop in the back seat I'm just asking 'Bout to leave the strip, we gone pull up to the ends through the back streets Cos the gangs under strict conditions Don't hang with dogs man, they get no luv from me They get no luv from me, they get no luv from me yeah