No Heart Kap G (Ft. Lil Keed)

[Intro: Lil Keed]
Supah Mario on the beat, nigga
Slatt
Keed talk to 'em

[Chorus: Lil Keed & Kap G]
Yeah, I keep that Jimmy, got the Glock off in these skinnies (Woo)
Blue hundreds and rubber bands, I ain't talking' Rollin' 60's (Uh-uh)
Pull up with a hundred shots, I came you'll catch it
I just rocked a show, pop a backend then I stash it
Extra hundred in my Goyard, ooh
I got chips like poker, yeah
I just fucked that bitch, I tell these bitches I got no heart, yeah
Paint her face like Mozart, ooh, run this shit need more yards, yeah
Got a lil' mild bitch, don't start (Don't start)
What you gon' do for this Goyard? (Mm)

[Verse 1: Kap G]
I like to pop me a perc and my bitch, she like fuckin' me early (She like fuckin' me early)
I put that ice on my neck and I swear that it cost me a birdie (Cost me a birdie)
'Cause we do this shit, no rehearsal, yeah
I don't give a fuck like a virgin, yeah
I met her shoppin' at Urban, yeah, I went and fucked her in person, yeah
Keed talk to 'em
We talk money, we talk fluent
They all tens, so I flew 'em
If you ain't fuckin', what you doin'? I'ma beat like Metro Boomin'
She got whitey 'round her nose, I go shoppin' when I'm low
Fuck it, hop up in the Ghost, I told Keed, "Vamanos," yeah
You make the wrong move, they gon' wipe your nose (Wipe your nose)
I got them VV's, them rose gold (VV's)
That bitch gon' ride me like rodeo (Yeah)
My bitch from Toronto like OVO, you actin' slow like you poured a four
Crib be so big, don't know where to go, new Balmain, they from Tokyo (Balmain), yeah