No Stylist (feat. CeeUno & FR3DO)

Yeah Cut them oldies on Wake up to some money That shit got me feeling better Got me feeling special You niggas could never Never get this fly like me Sticks on me now Im Chinese Im high like a pilot And I don't need no stylist And I don't need nobody But I may need her knowledge Im tryna buss it Right on her brain Told her don't touch me Cant leave a stain Stay with them chickens Selling that Canes Couple of switches Switching them lanes Get to the digits You want a name You know that come with the game You know Im still tryna play her Well I guess that shit made me a playa Im tryna slay her Make that bitch care I don't want her thinking bout nobody else Im not looking for love But think that I want it If we talking them streets They know Im on it I cant suffer defeat Some like a monster Somebody gone be a goner Wake up for the cream No Raekwon Toting 223s for green double Draymond Hunnid rounds come fast But it only take one Now who want smoke with me Slow burning like napalm Funeral Eulogies White tees with yo face on it Real nigga you aint one Been a Giant like Saquon That nine on me go Rajon Hard to show love Faizon Never caught with a cape on You know Im still tryna play her Well I guess that shit made me a playa Im tryna slay her Make that bitch care I don't want her thinking bout nobody else Im not looking for love But think that I want it If we talking them streets They know Im on it I cant suffer defeat Some like a monster Somebody gone be a goner Wake up to some money That shit got me feeling better Got me feeling special You niggas could never Never get this fly like me Sticks on me now Im Chinese Im high like a pilot And I don't need no stylist