Felon - No No No lyrics

(*talking*) G-g'eah, g-g'eah G-g-g-g-g'eah, nope [Yung Ro] Got that poppy, I'm at the top I'm one You're not you're dumb, slow daddy ay watch it son Before I co*k back the banger, and pop the gun Have your moms like, not my son (no no no) Ay I get real serious, about my currency dude f** you up, and send you straight to the emergency room Have your people waiting on the doctor, hoping you get well soon But when he come out that room, he like (no no no) That mean he didn't make it, they like why the violence b**h this organized crime, and we move in silence So when you think you got away, and the coast is clear The ghost is here, Nobody (no no no) Ay say don't try that, we don't like that here We hype like g'eah, live life like g'eah it's like that here Don't talk to police, bet not talk to them people I'm like officer I got amnesia, (no no no) And I'm digging in your broad, and she loving the meat Got her moaning screaming twisting loud, hugging the sheets Oooh, she love daddy cause he f** her right What's my name, she stutter like (no no no) (*talking*) Nobody b**h, it go down I got my n***a in here with me, (k**a) G'eah it go down (yeah yeah g'eah I'm up in here mayn), say k**a (ay ay ay) k** these n***as man (ay ay ay ay) [Kyleon] I'm a pimp, Kyleon put b**hes in they place I make em walk that track, or put stitches in they face f** a pimp cup, cause I can't stick it in my waist Pull it out co*k it, then stick it in your face Love getting money, so I can stick it in the safe And I ain't finna stop, until it's a mill ticket in the safe So give me that ounce give me that brick, give me that drank give me that dro Try to make a move and run n***a, (no no no) I keep bullets for you, and them n***as you hanging with You f** around, you'll be the new Color Changin' Click You'll be the next turkey, with gun powder stuffed and in your body You ain't f**ing with Kyleon, you ain't f**ing with (Nobody) Y'all cake a** n***as, must be out of your mind Don't make the nine pop, and bust some'ing out of your mind You motherf**ers out of line, cause you s** to me Even if rap was a threesome, you still couldn't f** with me naw (*talking*) G'eah (Nobody), Nobody n***a It go down mayn, ay Kyleon man I appreciate you coming through, f**ing with your people huh Speaking of my people man, I got my n***a Felon (I'm right here n***a) bet that let's do this [Felon] I spit flames, like pyros That'll get you high lifted, like cheifing on hydro n***a, I'm nice with the blody blow While you dudes spit, trolly flows And that's a, no no no Even seen poke yo hoe, stro' post though Bending and rolled, I'm filling the do the whip and the fo' And you know what it is, it's like (no no no) n***a, you not up to par We not at the bar, we pouring bar Hoes be like what the f**, you slurring for I'm like hold up trick, that's a (no no no) b**h, don't make wipe you down Just get in the truck, and let me pipe you down Pa** you round, then drive past you clown Now she thinking like, (no no no) (*talking*) G'eah that there, that was my n***a Marvo AKA Felon, AKA Mic Burner, AKA Nobody AKA I'll Break Yo Face If You f** With Me G'eah and we doing it in here man, big g'eah