No Punch (feat. Lex Bratcher)

Nah don't cut none of this Keep it all in there, yeah No punch, hell nah Yeah (Yeah) Squad (Woo) I don't punch in I just walk in the booth, and then poof Man it turn to a dungeon I just jump in, no stretching Start flexing, no question, no pressure My blessings come in abundance 808 Hit like concussion I don't punch in I walk in the booth, and then poof Man it turn to a dungeon I just jump in, no stretching Start flexing, no question, no pressure My blessings come in abundance 808 hit like concussion Manifest it if I need it I don't like doing no handouts I been the same since a fetus I feel like I've had it all planned out I'm loving the way that it panned out I turned myself into a brand now I could turn a hater to a fan Turn a fan to a stan, cause I stand out Excuse me Back when I used to be goofy Back when I had my GoPro in the room Shooting myself producing Classmates would judge me like Judy Never really care how they view me Cause I had juice from youtube no cap I would tell groupies Oovoo me I'm starting to feel the way they try to voodoo me Tryna get it all from me, getting too greedy They be kinda watching me like a new movie So I disappear on 'em like I'm Houdini I don't like when y'all try to be me It's kinda creepy I'ma need you to get up and find a hobby Better yet, wait a minute go find a genie Hold up let me get it J-J-J-Jesus Man I got 'em wishing they could come and get a feature They try to get to me but you ain't even in my region Now I got 'em on they tippy toes and they reachin' Cause I'm a beast with it I'm a dog I'm a creature But they be tryna put me in a box like a pizza With all the comments that they be dropping They gotta stop it with all the talkin and start doing research Man I think I'm gone off the deep-end A thermometer and a heart monitor's probably needed Demons up inside of me Reach in, get 'em out of me Jesus he just might need a lobotomy He's a bit psychotic Ahh look at what I started I don't punch in I just walk in the booth, and then poof Man it turn to a dungeon I just jump in, no stretching Start flexing, no question, no pressure My blessings come in abundance 808 hit like concussion I don't punch in (I don't punch in) I walk in the booth, and then poof Man it turn to a dungeon (Turn to a dungeon) I just jump in, no stretching Start flexing, no question, no pressure My blessings come in abundance 808 hit like concussion I don't punch in One take with the hits My shit make them sit like a lunch in Got New York on my back when I spit, like pumpkin Patches, all my seeds be active They be packing, got them hung off something All these actors say I'm whack, when I rap Noose in the back, I'ma getter hung off something Dogs with me going in now Looking at you niggas like you made a noise When I get the check I'ma show out I be extra extra off the paperboy Tryna fuck with squad it's a blowout Got the hair dryer in the main drawer I been winning so much lately I forgot what the champagne for Finito, in the club throwing c-notes My shit jump, that house of pain Your shit jump like free throws These pussy niggas so uptight They been really doing they kegels Whack niggas buy studio hours Ummm y'all don't even need those Whack niggas got a punch every word I be in the studio fooling with all these newbies they be coming deterred If they wanting a verse They gotta be truly in tuned to me how im schooling everyone with no slur My lungs work All my air come and disperse And its worth whatever money you earned on the first No punch, even when we get to the hook, Got 'em shook, no swing and still gone disperse I don't punch in I just walk in the booth, and then poof Man it turn to a dungeon I just jump in, no stretching Start flexing, no question, no pressure My blessings come in abundance 808 Hit like concussion I don't punch in (I don't punch in) I walk in the booth, and then poof Man it turn to a dungeon (Turn to a dungeon) I just jump in, no stretching Start flexing, no question, no pressure My blessings come in abundance 808 hit like concussion Ali Tomineek Zeven on the beat Lex with us, had to flex with us We gone put 'em all to sleep No Punch