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No Rap
33
Hip-Hop/Rap
No Rap was released on January 9, 2025 by Brick Squad Monopoly as a part of the album No Rap - Single
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Release DateJanuary 9, 2025
LabelBrick Squad Monopoly
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM65

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Paid Pat
Paid Pat
Performer
Bezzalboyblacc
Bezzalboyblacc
Performer
Patrick Wooden
Patrick Wooden
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Patrick Wooden
Patrick Wooden
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Young Key
Young Key
Producer

Lyrics

Money stacked up taller than the gaffe, pussy
30 for this Cuban 'round my neck, this ain’t no lab, pussy
He turn down my music when she play, he a sad, pussy
Might go Sky-Dweller, I’m feeling good, I’m on they ass, pussy
I’m on they ass, no rap
My ****, them too, looking like they rap
Some got a job, looking like they trap
Some crack cards, some of 'em shoot craps
Everybody paid over here, no cap
I’m in the Mound eating steak from Snap
I know some people who was eating off Snap
I know these **** ain’t sleep, the Jap
Fuck 'em
Go get some money or something, you tripping
That’s why you always mad
Fuck a throwback, I been in my bag
I’m on they ass like Kat
Pockets on fat, I’m in the back of the Lac
Truck black
Ever seen 300 piece, all flat?
I was just broke, but today I got racks
Bitch, I need my plaque
Walk in the club, they thinking I’m somebody famous
I just sold a couple packs
Who is that? Wrong **** over there shining so hard
I think he go by Paid Pat, that’s him
Every time he come trim, somebody probably signed his ass
Took a risk for this shit, you tripping
****, I been playing with these designer bags
This a Goyard, ain’t even have to sell no hard
Her pussy got wet when I pulled up in Mopar
These **** dick ride, they still ain’t got no car
These **** fake demons, they still ain’t got no scare
Young **** sliding, tripping, he got four stars
I told him to chill, get money
I can teach you how to run up a hundred
All of this shit off a smell of an onion
Money stacked up taller than the gaffe, pussy
30 for this Cuban 'round my neck, this ain’t no lab, pussy
He turn down my music when she play, he a sad, pussy
Might go Sky-Dweller, I’m feeling good, I’m on they ass, pussy
I’m on they ass, no rap
My ****, them too, looking like they rap
Some got a job, looking like they trap
Some crack cards, some of 'em shoot craps
Everybody paid over here, no cap
I’m in the Mound eating steak from Snap
I know some people who was eating off Snap
I know these **** ain’t sleep, the Jap
Fuck 'em
Written by: Patrick Wooden
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