No Slack - Kid Ink

Kid Ink

专辑:《Lamborghini Dreaming (Explicit)》

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No Slack - Kid Ink 歌词

No Slack - Kid Ink

Written by:Brian Todd Collins/John Steven McGee/John James Stokes

I made history you told that

Realest sh*t I wrote in my notepad

Ain't left 'bout the game ni**a no stats

Cut the cheque no I don't cut 'em no slack

Put that sh*t on wax you know 'bout the grind

I put in work in that overtime

Pocketin' that 9 clock that audi 9

Cut the motherf**kin' cheque get to shoppin' now

Here we go again smoke up 'til the sunny sky

I ain't been to sleep since the other night

My baby know I'm always late to supper times

So she leave it in the stove with the oven light on

Keep it warm for a ni**a 'til I'm back home

Put it to my mouth like a saxophone

Black phone text on the samsung

And the realest sh*t I wrote was a ransom

Young handsome ni**a with a hand full of money

I blow it baby if you bust a dance move

Drive my tyre in miami vice on a boat

Blazin' no tyres no buttons just my tattoos

How I'm feelin' play like I invented

I brought the old me back for new beginnings

Where we from now make it to my lifespan

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

I made history you told that

Realest sh*t I wrote in my notepad

Ain't left 'bout the game ni**a no stats

Cut the cheque no I don't cut 'em no slack

My ambitions in designer Dolce & Gabanna

All this courtesy champagne while I'm shoppin'

Got a ni**a thrown I'm 'bout buy the whole store

In the dressin' room b**ch keep peakin' through the door

Bathroom break prolly' sneakin' geekin' on the low

Skiin' through the slopes one thing is for sure

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

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

Used to hit the dirty money with the slugs

Now I walk over the road big show in the club baby

My mama tell me never fear no one

Grab the blunt by the neck and I chokeslam

Might show up to the beach with my own sand

I brought the whole thing and these hoes in

Kurt cobain you know where the shot go

I just need a refill I'm tryna reload

I made history you told that

Realest sh*t I wrote in my notepad

Ain't left 'bout the game ni**a no stats

Cut the cheque no I don't cut 'em no slack

No no no no

No slack

No slack

Realest sh*t I wrote in my notepad