No Belt Yung Bans (Ft. YNW Melly)

[Intro: Yung Bans]
Yeah, Bans, let's do it
Let's go, let's go

[Chorus: Yung Bans]
My PO asked me if I'm booted, I told her, "Yep"
I got real killers, feel me, watch your step (Bitch)
All these blue hundreds like I bang left (Like I Crip)
And I got it by myself (Yeah)
I'm showin' my ass today so I don't need no belt (Woo, woo, woo)
This ho all in my face, she say I make her melt (Let's go, let's go)
Just play the game with the cards that I was dealt
I wake up every day and feel like no one else (One, two, three, let's go)

[Verse 1: Yung Bans]
Booted, booted, I run through the lobby
I'm fuckin' this bitch, suck my dick like a hobby
The chopper gon' fold up that boy, origami
Need a Rollie, bitch, I'm rocking
Talk 'bout me, I don't talk 'bout you
Young ass nigga couldn't break no sweat
Count that shit 'til my thumbs turn red
Bitch wanna talk, you dying today
No, I can't give you a ride
I'm in the coupe with my bitch on the side
Get her ass done, put some thick in her thigh
She hop on the dick, ride the stick and she ride
What the fuck is these lil' niggas talking 'bout?
Bitch, we still whacking, don't care when that karma come
Hundred round drum on the stick, Tommy gun
Turned to a demon, ain't no more showing love
Oh-woah, oh-woah-woah-woah
Fucking bitches, yeah, fucking bitches by the twos
Don't love these bitches, she suck my dick, she kissing you
I'm on a mission, gotta get this paper for my youth