No Dealings Lil Keed

[Intro]
YoungBoyBrown, on my kid

[Chorus]
I ain't want no dealings with you
I'll drop the ceiling with you
Louis duffle bag got the bands in it
It hold more than a hundred-fifty (Yeah, yeah)
I ain't losing, nigga, I'm winning
Yeah, I'm rocking Chanel britches (Yeah, yeah)
I had the gang ridin' in the Bentleys (Yeah, yeah)
Nigga, be quiet, you an itty-bitty (Shrimp)
Catch the front end, back end, then dip
Bad lil' bitch, yeah, she came on my tip
Know lil' shawty can he pause like clips
Go and get a bag then I flip it like a gymnast (Yeah, yeah)
Oh yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Oh yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Oh yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Oh yeah

[Verse 1]
These boys be some hoes
You'll never ever know
They hatin' on you on the low
You'll never ever know
They don't want you to succeed, man
They don't want to see you with the lords
But I'm living top floor
I'm dripping in the latest clothes
And I'm all in and out your ho
Bust down Rollie on me and it's frozen
Now I'm onto you, I'ma just hold on
I fucked her so good, told the girl hold on
Told my mama, "I got you, girl, just hold on'"
Baby mama had me a beautiful baby girl, so hold on
Y'all niggas ain't seein' me
Y'all niggas can't be me
Y'all niggas can't fuck with me
Y'all niggas can't manage me
Y'all niggas can't invest in me
So you already know