[Hook/Chorus – Flyboy Tarantino]
No face, no case, f** 12 and the judge
My n***a can't take no loss
Hating a** n***a fall back
Made one phone call you get knocked off
Talking that big boy sh**, you a p**y a** n***a
You ain't finna take off
Talkin like you really with it, you ain't really bout it
p**y boy we can tell you soft
No face, no case, f** 12 and the judge
My n***a can't take no loss
Hating a** n***a fall back
Made one phone call you get knocked off
Talking that big boy sh**, you a p**y a** n***a
You ain't finna take off
Talkin like you really with it, you ain't really bout it
p**y boy we can tell you soft
[Verse 1 – Flyboy Tarantino]
I need some diamonds on my necklace
I'm so reckless
Pull up on that n***a with the fire, one shot like a tetan*s
Heard he got pressure
Flexed up these n***as, vest up
Cause we changing the sentence
(?)
You get leaded like number two pencil for touching my bread
I keep the peaches in cream
I keep the peaches in cream, yeah
(?) came in with the Backwood
(?)
I know, I know
5, 4, that will be it
So, I gotta' keep it safe
n***a, I'm back on my sh**
Boss up, never let another n***a cross you
Pull up in and run cause we bouncing
These b**hes know that we awesome
Smoke keif, we light up the ganja
Dirty face, you got a muddy bossed up
f** a uzi, I'ma' get a chopper
2-2 Glock up for you opps
[Hook/Chorus – Flyboy Tarantino]
No face, no case, f** 12 and the judge
My n***a can't take no loss
Hating a** n***a fall back
Made one phone call you get knocked off
Talking that big boy sh**, you a p**y a** n***a
You ain't finna take off
Talkin like you really with it, you ain't really bout it
p**y boy we can tell you soft
No face, no case, f** 12 and the judge
My n***a can't take no loss
Hating a** n***a fall back
Made one phone call you get knocked off
Talking that big boy sh**, you a p**y a** n***a
You ain't finna take off
Talkin like you really with it, you ain't really bout it
p**y boy we can tell you soft
[Verse 2 – KinSoul]
n***a, you a b**h
That's just how it is
Saying you that n***a, you might get slapped with a clip
Cook a n***a like a shish kabob
Flow bomb like a missile launch
p**y n***a bout to miss a arm
All these p**y n***as piss me off (f**ing n***a)
Might get slapped with your b**h
Quarter pack, he went and make a flip
Now they really wanna take a sniff
Sauce on me, tryna get a lick
Try to escalate what the problem is
Problem is, don't really wanna follow this
These hollow tips will leave a n***a hollow, b**h
You understand, this ain't no tomorrow sh**
I'mma show you why a n***a gotta (?) sh**
Like honestly, I don't want to call that b**h
f** these hoes, f** this sh**, they be sick
I ain't really much tryna f** with it
n***a, you a b**h
That's just how it is
Saying you that n***a, you might get slapped with a clip
[Hook/Chorus – Flyboy Tarantino]
No face, no case, f** 12 and the judge
My n***a can't take no loss
Hating a** n***a fall back
Made one phone call you get knocked off
Talking that big boy sh**, you a p**y a** n***a
You ain't finna take off
Talkin like you really with it, you ain't really bout it
p**y boy we can tell you soft
No face, no case, f** 12 and the judge
My n***a can't take no loss
Hating a** n***a fall back
Made one phone call you get knocked off
Talking that big boy sh**, you a p**y a** n***a
You ain't finna take off
Talkin like you really with it, you ain't really bout it
p**y boy we can tell you soft