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No Libs
235
Hip-Hop/Rap
No Libs was released on October 8, 2025 by No More Heroes, LLC/Santa Anna as a part of the album No Libs - Single
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Release DateOctober 8, 2025
LabelNo More Heroes, LLC/Santa Anna
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM144

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shuno Wick
Shuno Wick
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marshun Anderson
Marshun Anderson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Slickda3rd
Slickda3rd
Producer
Jayco
Jayco
Producer
Wardo
Wardo
Producer

Lyrics

Hey, I don't steal, chase you, don't get yo' face hit, ****
I don't know if you **** forgot, but don't get caught
'Cause we gon' blank on you, ****
Word, what the hell going?
Draco (on go)
This money and fame shit cool, don't get me wrong, but I'm still quick to crash
Try to bounce on me, I fuck shit up, throw top shells through the glass
It's cold in that hall, I'm making them fall, man, this ain't school, ain't giving no pass
I was the first one not to have V, that shit tear you, something got back in last
Bitch, I got options, only want top, I'm something like a pizza
Every Glock that we got got some' on the back and they all gon' sing like Aretha
Take this switch case for a young **** like me and I promise you that I'm a keeper
Life's so turnt, if I was in school right now, I would've been fucking the teachers, bitch
Hey, don't get caught, **** got caught out the dark tryna walk
All is bread, we don't gotta catch no hash no more, this shit gettin' bulked
Miscellaneous shit through the rack, they stay clicking up, and I'm not tryna talk
Fully AP **** run up on me, let it squeeze, like a chunk right out of his stalls, bitch
Ay, we want souls, fuck that backside, we want froze
Dirty ass opp got popped, T-Masked a vibe, got shot up in his favorite clothes
That's gon' be sad, you go out bad while you tryna show out in front of the hos
They put that one shit, now I'm on dump shit, stay right there, I got something for the moles
We switching lane to lane, this hot car take they district
We don't punch no clocks, we clock shit out and then collect them tickets
It's one **** I want so bad, wherever I catch him, I gotta risk it
Let Bobo pop you and then go laugh about it, that's why you got shot by a midget
Can't ETA to the slot, no phones on hit, should know when I stay fly
A&R wanna top it up, it's cringe 'cause I was just swinging the AI
These **** be pussy, I'm talking 'bout rookie, these **** be ducking the chaos
Ain't shit that's sparing, they make me mad, on brother, I'm coming in, Bacock
Bet she understand, get on the ****, I'm swinging his fan
I'm just wondering why he was not on the block when his brother got boxed with Gens
Fat-ass .762s, they coming out fast, and them bitches shaped like cans
I get closer, run off, fuck shit over, told him 'bout all that plan, bitch
Written by: Marshun Anderson
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