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No Paperwork
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No Paperwork è stato pubblicato il 10 settembre 2026 da Raw Bunch come parte dell'album REAL INSIDE COLD OUTSIDE
10 settembre 2026
EtichettaRaw Bunch
LinguaEnglish
BPM86
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia

Testi

[Chorus]
Bet' not see yo' name in no paperwork
Caught that body, went straight to church
Thought these was pain killers, these shits make it worse
Sleep wit' my stick, she said I make her nervous
[Verse 1]
No, he can't slide, he ain't never put no work in
Bro said that he gon' rob before he flip a burger
Can't get that blood up off yo' hands wit' just no dish detergent
Feds hit me wit' dem blixx, I could've got hit fa murder
Told lil' bro call me once they drop them shots on watcha call it
My bitch be laid up in my crib, my bitch could work at Starlets
This dress down, it's tweney thou-wow in these Louis joggers
They came, they searched all in my cell, my knife was in my toilet
They got da gang, free all dem, hold on, my killa callin'
My momma text me said my grandma text her, told me call her
They got da gang, free all dem, hold on, my killa callin'
My momma text me said my grandma text her, told me call her
[Chorus]
Bet' not see yo' name in no paperwork
Caught that body, went straight to church
Thought these was pain killers, these shits make it worse
Sleep wit' my stick, she said I make her nervous
[Verse 2]
When it's oppy outside, I get a funny feelin'
But when them glocks start firing, I'm real numb to killing
Most the time I'm on my grind, stayin' tucked and chillin'
I lost my brother and my pops, I'm still fuckin' healin'
Way before I had millions, we was drug dealin'
My blood posted on them blocks 'cause he love drillin'
I hit the 'raq, it's two o 'clock, I'm in the club wit' it
Check my accounts like they stocks, put a dubb in it
Made some eight figure plays, still a thug wit' it
Add another eight figures, put some pub in that shit
I don't really give a fuck, I'm still shrugging and shit
Point a gauge at his face, throw a slug in that shit
That's what fuck **** get that be muggin' and shit
Might have rats in the circle layin' bugs in that bitch
Buryin' the whole click, don't get dug in that shit
**** don't not only snitch, go above in that shit
[Chorus]
Bet' not see yo' name in no paperwork
Caught that body, went straight to church
Thought these was pain killers, these shits make it worse
Sleep wit' my stick, she said I make her nervous
Written by: G Herbo, Tsu Surf
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