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No Slack

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Hip-Hop/Rap

No Slack was released on March 30, 2017 by Tha Alumni Music Group/88 Classic/RCA Records as a part of the album Rss2

Song Details

AlbumRss2

Release DateMarch 30, 2017

LabelTha Alumni Music Group/88 Classic/RCA Records

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM89

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Kid Ink

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Brian Todd Collins

Brian Todd Collins

Composer

John Steven McGee

John Steven McGee

Composer

Johnny Stokes

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

$K

Producer

Johnny Stokes

Producer

Angel Ramirez

Recording Engineer

Adam Catania

Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

I made history, you told that

Realest shit I wrote in my notepad

Ain't left 'bout the game, ****, no stats

Cut the check, no, I don't cut 'em no slack

[Verse 2]

Put that shit on wax, you know 'bout the grind

I put in the work and the overtime

Clocking in at nine, clocking out at nine

Cut the motherfucking check, get to shopping now

Here we go again, smoke up to the sunny sky

I ain't been to sleep since the other night

My baby know I'm always late to suppertime

So, she leave it in the stove with the oven light, oh

[Verse 3]

Keep it warm for a **** till I'm back home

Put it to my mouth like a saxophone

Bat phone, text on the Samsung

And the realest shit I wrote was a ransom

[Verse 4]

Young handsome **** with a handful of money

I blow it, baby, if you a bust a dance move

I'm retire in Miami Vice on a boat

Blazing, no tie, no buttons, just my tattoos

How I'm feeling, uh, play like I invented uh, uh

Brought the old me back for new beginnings, uh, uh

Where we from, they don't make it to my lifespan

And you could blame my daddy if I'm acting light-skinned

[Verse 5]

I made history, you told that

Realest shit I wrote in my notepad

Ain't left 'bout the game, ****, no stats

Cut the check, no, I don't cut 'em no slack

[Verse 6]

No

No slack

Uh, you already know

[Verse 7]

My ambition in designer

Dolce & Gabbana

All this courtesy champagne while I'm shopping

Got a **** thrown, I might buy the whole store

In the dressing room, bitch, keep peaking through the door

Bathroom break, probably sneaking, geeking on the low

Skiing through the slopes, one thing is for sure

You ain't gotta say yes if I offer you the drugs

I'm a bad influence but I'm better than I was, baby

[Verse 8]

Used to hit the dirty money with them suds

Now I walk over the rope, big show in the club, baby

My mama told me never fear no one

Got the blunt by the neck and I choke slam

[Verse 9]

Might show up to the beach with my own sand

I brought the whole thing and these hoes here

Kurt Cobain, you know where the shot go

I just need a refill, I'm tryna reload

[Verse 10]

I made history, you told that

Realest shit I wrote in my notepad

Ain't left 'bout the game, ****, no stats

Cut the check, no, I don't cut 'em no slack

[Verse 11]

No, no, no, no

No slack

Get your ho back

No slack

Realest shit I wrote in my notepad

Written by: Brian Todd Collins, John James Stokes Jr., John Steven McGee

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