No Tomorrow LyteSpeed (Ft. Diogenes (Rap), DNA Tru Lyricist, Leach, Momentim, ThaFallenAngel, Twisted Insane, VBL & Wild Wild Wes)
[Verse 1: Twisted Insane]
I was in the party, sippin up on bicardi, smoking weed, I got the bong
Pin a bitch and ain't no bitching, I be in the kitchen wishing I was home
[?]
It's been a minute, I'm rolling my spinach, I'm ready to hit it, getting in my zone
Homie, I'm blown
Give me some water, I need it before a nigga really pass out
In the grass, high as a kite, I'm finna go night-night in the glass house
Then I pack another bud before I gotta gonna hurry and then imma smash out
Take it to the renegade upon a planet, really bout the shit I rap 'bout
Back out the driveway, high as Chris Tucker on a Friday
Drunk as fuck and barely standing up, but maybe this is my die day
This thing, Twisted Insane, brain feeling like a fucking fried egg
With no clothes, just a fuckin robe and I'm yelling shit up in the driveway
I gang with the night train, why me?
Yelling like a motherfucker, telling everybody in this bitch to try me
You can bring your boys and I'm poisoned like ivy
And I swear I'm finna shoot the next motherfucker say I look like Ice-T
I'm not that nicely, always sitting by myself when a nigga roll up
Fuck me, got the munchies, now I'm face-first in the donuts
Burn but you made the wrong turn, nigga, no cuts
Smoke weed til I'm so deep, imma throw up
Got the weed up and I'm thinking that I finna lit it when I hit the hash
Tried to make it to my hotel, it was smoke-filled, man I'm trash
Sit around and dab out, how long will I last?
[?]
Off another bottle of the liquor, in deep
On the darkside with some niggas, said "I'll cut you motherfuckers into mince meat"
Never tempt me
What? You got another bottle of the remy?
Give me, henny, many, many, many, many
I'm just a drunk, can I get a minute, man I really can't stop - I'm a drunk
Get another bottle, drowning in my fucking sorrows
I ain't go no money so I ask the homie "can I borrow?"
Gotta get going when it's no tomorrow
I was in the party, sippin up on bicardi, smoking weed, I got the bong
Pin a bitch and ain't no bitching, I be in the kitchen wishing I was home
[?]
It's been a minute, I'm rolling my spinach, I'm ready to hit it, getting in my zone
Homie, I'm blown
Give me some water, I need it before a nigga really pass out
In the grass, high as a kite, I'm finna go night-night in the glass house
Then I pack another bud before I gotta gonna hurry and then imma smash out
Take it to the renegade upon a planet, really bout the shit I rap 'bout
Back out the driveway, high as Chris Tucker on a Friday
Drunk as fuck and barely standing up, but maybe this is my die day
This thing, Twisted Insane, brain feeling like a fucking fried egg
With no clothes, just a fuckin robe and I'm yelling shit up in the driveway
I gang with the night train, why me?
Yelling like a motherfucker, telling everybody in this bitch to try me
You can bring your boys and I'm poisoned like ivy
And I swear I'm finna shoot the next motherfucker say I look like Ice-T
I'm not that nicely, always sitting by myself when a nigga roll up
Fuck me, got the munchies, now I'm face-first in the donuts
Burn but you made the wrong turn, nigga, no cuts
Smoke weed til I'm so deep, imma throw up
Got the weed up and I'm thinking that I finna lit it when I hit the hash
Tried to make it to my hotel, it was smoke-filled, man I'm trash
Sit around and dab out, how long will I last?
[?]
Off another bottle of the liquor, in deep
On the darkside with some niggas, said "I'll cut you motherfuckers into mince meat"
Never tempt me
What? You got another bottle of the remy?
Give me, henny, many, many, many, many
I'm just a drunk, can I get a minute, man I really can't stop - I'm a drunk
Get another bottle, drowning in my fucking sorrows
I ain't go no money so I ask the homie "can I borrow?"
Gotta get going when it's no tomorrow
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