No help (OG) ‎ohsxnta

[Chorus]
Eighty bands in a Duffy (Aye)
That hoe say she love me (Yeah)
Why these hoes tryna cuff me (Yeah)
Bullet holes in his tummy (Aye)
That boy soft like a puppy
Bands in my pockets, they chubby (Aye)
Ridin' 'round and I'm shootin' shit (Aye)
You know Mar, keep the coolin' kit (Aye)
Why these niggas tryna fuck with me
I'on know but I'm not going for it
Sitting back, I'm countin' bands (Yeah)
I'm tryna fuck on her friend (Yeah)
Make that money, contraband (Okay)
No help, no hand (Okay)

[Verse]
In this hoe with my man’s
I’ma fly that bitch out to France (Yeah)
He talking down, he a fan
The tooly, I pull it out it go bam (Yeah)
She on my dick for the bag, I tell her i text yo' ass when i land (Yeah)
She on my dick for the cash, I tell her to get the fuck in the cab
I got lil’ Percocet on the beat
Boy that’s yo' hoe looking at me
I put that rick on my feet (Yeah)
Had to throw away the balenci (Yeah)
Me and your hoe, in the lobby (Yeah)
I hit a jug no sorries (Yeah)
I don’t know why niggas copy (Yeah)
But these boys can’t do it like me (Ha-Ha)
Can’t do it like me