BCNY - No AC lyrics

[Intro: BC Sean & BC $crilla] Light this sh** up... (Ayo, BCNY) Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo (No AC) Yo, yo, yo look Uh, $crilla [Verse 1: BC $crilla] What the f** is up Baby this your song? f** it go on f** it up You ain't in the mix b**h i'm finna stir it up Got liquor in your cup then tell the DJ turn it up But, you know i'm smokin' on big blunts of the green Rollin' for a month, that's a big a** fanta leaf I'm turnt up off them Percs, and them yellow Xannys I pop'em cause i got'em pop'em like some candy I'm faded outta control my n***a can't see Been out here lookin' for a thot to come in handy I do this for my squad, do this for my family I do this for them n***as gettin' scrilla like me Now must i say it again? salute the homey G'zzz His closet look like Nike town free my n***a Flea If you a dough boy then get it Like PC If you a dough boy then get it like PC Now right back to this heat n***a no AC I'm so fresh, so clean n***a f** you mean? I'm wit' a bad b**h and her eyebrows on fleek I heard that on the net don't even know what that mean But, I bet that b**h mean I bet she all of that See, that's my trap queen, she whip it, and bring it back Send her to get a bird she flip it, bring chicken back My n***a that's my word everything i spit is facts (n***a let's get it back) [Outro: BC $crilla] Ha No A...C! Lo on the, lo on the scene!