No Comment
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Hip-Hop/Rap
No Comment was released on June 19, 2026 by BIORDI as a part of the album Motion Sickness
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Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fredo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Fredo PG
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Colcci
Engineer
Adb Beats
Producer
Swidom
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
The truth hurts
And you boys are harmless
They wanna know what's goin' on
They'll see
[Verse 1]
Yo, they say I'm flooded like a tap
They say I'm on the run and I ain't even commentin' on that
But if I'm runnin', I'm still runnin' up them racks
In this game full of lies, I'm the one who does the facts
I give her ten racks, that's when I fill her luggage up with packs
Always planned to be the boss, so I didn't cover up my tats
Fuck what I'm spittin' in the booth
'Cause how I'm livin' is the proof
They say that my account's froze
But I just spent a half a million with Hoosh
Like shh
I hear the talkin' in the street
Like I'm never comin' home
But it gets awkward when we meet
Still I'm travellin' the world with my girl
I love you more than I could speak
I bought the Bentley truck off Jay, and I was bored of it in weeks
**** actin' like that talkin' isn't cheap
I ain't been talkin', **** know I do more walkin' than I speak
Still I'm ridin' 'round Phuket, **** 40 in my Jeep
And if the feds try to stop me, pay them forty, then I leave
Listen, fuck a trick, I keep a mortgage up my sleeve
A hundred Ps, crossin' through the border, then I eat
I'm really livin' like that, I ain't just talkin' on a beat
These times you boys are faker than them pages that tell Georgia that I cheat
It's been a while since I ordered me a key
Now I can smile 'cause that's what man are orderin' from me
I really wish there was a way that there was more that I could feed
That's why I'm hustlin', tryna make way more than I could need
And I'm sorry for them promises I made that I couldn't keep
But I can promise you that there's no poverty again
I thought that when I made a million I'd probably behave
I had run up couple Ms, still them robberies the same
And women love a grey tracksuit till you rock it in the cage
This Bentley is a Flying Spur like Tottenham away
I used to have so many friends, but money's really gotten in the way
But if it's gotten in the way, then you was not even my mate
So let's not even debate, 'cause it's not even debatable
These days we don't relate because our lives are not relatable
Where I'm from, I didn't break a rule, I had to break 'em all
Shottin' sales with little Remy on the way to school
Management's been askin' how I'm managin'
I'm managin'
But guessin' all the stressin' could be damagin'
I should be out in public, but I'm hidin', it's embarrassin'
My life been goin' backwards like the Lord wrote it in Arabic
You pussies goin' hard for attention
Straight victims, but now I'm gonna give you a mention
Last New Year's, forty thousand just to go and party the section
Could've bought the best watch out of —'s collection
Won't find a **** like me, I'm a bit rare
Jacket's all mink, I come in lookin' like a big bear
I don't smoke fags, but **** know I keep a SIG near
Just like my management, I gotta keep it sincere
The Roley's glowin' like I'm workin' its skin care
Plus he got a brother, and it's the same colour, it's a twin pair
No, I ain't slippin' when I'm out there, no, it's in here
Say we're the reason brothers disappeared to thin air
My coke dries quicker than some swimwear
Amount of pumps that I put in —, I could've built a gym there
You've been talkin' on my life
When really you don't have a clue
Haven't you?
I'd clear it all up if I cared
But I don't happen to
Written by: Fredo PG
