No Permission (feat. Juicy J, A$AP Ferg & Dave East)

I don't need permission, bitch, I do what I want What I want I don't need permission, bitch, I do what I want What I want I get nothin' but love, don't you tell me what's up 'Cause I came up in the cut, I'm 'bout to open you up I-I don't, I don't need permission, bitch, I do what I want What I want I don't need permission, bitch, I do what I want What I want I get nothin' but love, (Brother Kay) don't you tell me what's up 'Cause I came up in the cut, I'm 'bout to open you up (Kay slay, I got you man) (Ska-ba-da) I'm on a mission, I don't need permission I do what I want, I flex and I stunt I got that Kinko up in the trunk I got gorilla glue up in a blunt I mean that paper, in the airport with a vapor New fit, got that tailor I got new haters, twenty years later That's when you know you the motherfuckin' greatest I'm still at the top, and won't downgrade I'm so hot, thank God's my neighbor I ain't with the tappin', I go make it happen I take what I want, I don't ask for favors I run the city, go ask the mayor I know the game, you not a player Never seen a hoe at my show That won't go, that shit rare I do what I want, you do what you can Can't tell me shit, I be damned If any man disrespect me On my land, I pop you like Xan Just for this show, coulda bought me a Lamb' Bitch, I'm the goat, you just a fan I don't do no waitin' or reservations Bitch, do you know who the fuck I am? I-I don't, I don't need permission, bitch, I do what I want What I want I don't need permission, bitch, I do what I want What I want I get nothin' but love, don't you tell me what's up 'Cause I came up in the cut, I'm 'bout to open you up I-I don't, I don't need permission, bitch, I do what I want What I want I don't need permission, bitch, I do what I want What I want I get nothin' but love, don't you tell me what's up (Yea) 'Cause I came up in the cut, (Oh-oh) I'm 'bout to open you up Aye Do what I want, stunt, get with the funk Spit a sixteen like it came out the gun Reebok a nigga, I came with the pump Run with some shooters that can't even dunk (Yea) Shirts is boatie, shoes is dunks We go to SDK for lunch (Yea) We blue in the head, don't give two fucks Get smacked in the mouth if you raise your Tongue (That's right) (Pa-pa-pa-pa) I'm your daddy, I raised a son Raised the bar, I raised the sun Movin' mountains, make it look like a ton, huh (Damn) You niggas is softer than Asian buns Put 'em in coffin it came with a bum Makin' them hits on a major run (Yeah) Hit us a tone, now it's on Nigga, makin' them figures Bet they figured that this nigga wouldn't be one Of the trillest (That's right) Got no limits, I'm like Master P I'm breakin' up sentence (Woo, woo) Come and fuck with the realest, fearless, rarest Nigga in the business I don't need permission, bitch, I do what I want What I want I don't need permission, bitch, I do what I want What I want I get nothin' but love, don't you tell me what's up 'Cause I came up in the cut, I'm 'bout to open you up I-I don't, I don't need permission, bitch, I do what I want What I want (Aye them go) I don't need permission, bitch, I do what I want What I want (Facts) I get nothin' but love, (Ah) don't you tell me what's up (Kay, slay) 'Cause I came up in the cut, (East side) I'm 'bout to open you up (Open you up) With no permission, I know they listen I got bros in prison, none of who I'll mention Never go out timid, I'ma go out with it I don't know 'bout snitchin', give us all our sentence Don't talk with niggas that tell all your business I took a loss to get it, but now the Porsche is kitted No cap, I couldn't afford a fitted (No) And I ain't standin' on no corner, nigga Violate, I place a order, nigga Have my Florida hitter come and off a nigga Cover his body in honey in a room full of bees That's torture, nigga Pump in the lobby, we hustle in front of the Ds No talkin', nigga I'm covered in green like a Boston nigga Money on your head, I could've bought you, nigga 40 belows on like Bishop Fuck with the gang and you might come up missin' Fresh off the plane and my bitch brought her sister Smokin' some pain, watchin' movies 'bout Hitler Drop phone jumpin', I already told you niggas Got your bitch in the back of the Fiska I'ma get some head if she ask for a picture When you gettin' bread, you don't ask permission (At all) I don't need permission, bitch, I do what I want What I want I don't need permission, bitch, I do what I want What I want I get nothin' but love, don't you tell me what's up 'Cause I came up in the cut, I'm 'bout to open you up I-I don't, I don't need permission, bitch, I do what I want What I want I don't need permission, bitch, I do what I want What I want I get nothin' but love, don't you tell me what's up 'Cause I came up in the cut, I'm 'bout to open you up (Open you up)