No Love Song Lyrics Key Glock

[Intro]
(Ayo, AIM)
(Blazer Outta Spaceship)
(Tady, pop your shit)
G-lock, yeah
I been on my “Fuck the world” shit lately, dawg
You know what I’m talkin’ bout?
Fuck everybody and everything
Everybody be on fuck shit
I ain’t never been a fuck nigga, you know what I’m sayin’?
That’s why I be like, “Fuck a nigga”, you know?
Don’t hate on me, pussy, take that up with God (Hahaha)
Yeah, for real, ayy

[Chorus]
Fuck this rap shit, I’m tryna wrap shit up
Uh, yeah, wrap him up
Playtime over, tell ’em “Wrap it up”
I stayed down now, yeah, it’s rackin’ up
Remember them days I was sackin’ up
Hustle so hard, no time for love
Still, to this day, only love my cup

[Verse]
Flippa showed me how to get a million plus
Flippa showed me my first million bucks
Flippa showed me that shit rap shit ain’t nothin’
Flippa always told mе, “Glizock, you the one”
Ninth grade with Truе’s and Louis Vuitton
Freshest out the crew and I kept me a gun
Sick ass nigga, kill you with my palms
Yeah, cutthtroat shit, send flowers to his mom
Money talk, nigga, I ain’t bitin’ my tongue
Keep sneak dissin’, put that boy in a blunt
Goin’ out with a bang, yeah, that’s how I’m comin’
Weighin’ on my money, feel like I got bunions
I lost my cousin, can’t tell me nothin’

[Chorus]
Fuck this rap shit, I’m tryna wrap shit up
Uh, yeah, wrap him up
Playtime over, tell ’em “Wrap it up”
I stayed down now, yeah, it’s rackin’ up
Remember them days I was sackin’ up
Hustle so hard, no time for love
Still, to this day, only love my cup
Fuck this rap shit, I’m tryna wrap shit up
Uh, yeah, wrap him up
Playtime over, tell ’em “Wrap it up”
I stayed down now, yeah, it’s rackin’ up
Remember them days I was sackin’ up
Hustle so hard, no time for love
Still, to this day, only love my cup

[Verse 2]
Yeah, uh, straight out the thirties, why I’m sippin’ this mud
Bro died, so I’m goin’ harder on drugs
I wake up in mornin’, pourin’ Wock in the mud
New Audemar, just got out the tub
Big boy shit, yeah, boy, you’s a cub
Fourteen with gold slugs in the club
I was runnin’ around and runnin’ it up (Phew)
Yep, doublin’ down and doublin’ up
Had a sack and gat and I had ’em both tucked
Glock not petite, yup, don’t think shit sweet
I got it on me, yup, no matter what
I’ll tear you to pieces, get high like Weezy
Say I be tweakin’, what’s up with that boy?
Yeah, I’m goin’ dumb, they callin’ me Beavis
This shit three easy (Easy), nigga

[Chorus]
Fuck this rap shit, I’m tryna wrap shit up
Uh, yeah, wrap him up
Playtime over, tell ’em “Wrap it up”
I stayed down now, yeah, it’s rackin’ up
Remember them days I was sackin’ up
Hustle so hard, no time for love
Still, to this day, only love my cup
Fuck this rap shit, I’m tryna wrap shit up
Uh, yeah, wrap him up
Playtime over, tell ’em “Wrap it up”
I stayed down now, yeah, it’s rackin’ up
Remember them days I was sackin’ up
Hustle so hard, no time for love
Still, to this day, only love my cup

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