No Good

Black America crumblin'

I don't give a fuck about you, nah, fuck

Get a grip, oh, yeah

Ah, alright

Try to speak, no drive, fell asleep, oh, God

Wide awake, no good, once I'm back in your hood

Cannot make me a norm, on my enemy's throat

Give a fuck 'bout your code, give a fuck 'bout your cause

Anonymity but you can see my face

I don't need a case to say that I'm insane

Bitch, I'm outta place, I'ma need ya place

We step in my room, there's no such thing as a break

Take five, bitch, you tired, why the fuck am I here?

Why the fuck do you think every year is your year?

All of you will be old, if not old then just wastin'

Stand there like a chair, ram your pussy, that's musty

Ooh, busy ragin' from rackets, ooh

Take ya signature, ooh, truly nimble, like, ooh

Droppin' this shit like, "Whoops," obey to you like you're God

He told me the same thing, like, "Little boy, back off," uh

No good, you were talkin' no good

Walk around in your hood

Plottin', up to no good, no good

No good, you were talkin' no good

Walk around in your hood

Plottin', up to no good, no good

No good, you were talkin' no good

Walk around in your hood

Plottin', up to no good, no good

No good, you were talkin' no good

Walk around in your hood

Plottin', up to no good, no good

Fuck off of me (Ayy, ayy, ah)

Fuck off of me

Yeah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah-ah (No, you fuckin' don't)

(Because you took my weed)

Yeah