Jason Rich - NO HOOK lyrics
[Jason Rich - NO HOOK lyrics]
Yeah ho, yeah ho yeah ho, yeah ho
Let me talk my shit, ayy
Let me talk my shit, ayy let me talk my shit
You see me on the stage
I seen you muggin' from the audience
You say you hold the steel
But you ain't finna pull it are you bitch
You can do it too mane, why you hating
Make your own moves
Split on all your partners
Y'all be faking on what y'all gon do
Rodney Mullen how I keep my
Balance on these fools
A zombie walk, the speed y'all on
When challenging you fools
You stealing sauce just to get
Your fans to listen
Damn I feel like Ichiro in
A little league scrimmage
It's sink or swim in these waters
I'm doing laps round the arena
Throwing dough outside the window
Doin' donuts in a Beamer
You doggy paddle to the check
I'm breaststroking to that bag
Michael Phelps to the money
While y'all sleeping on y'all ass
I'm good in different sections I
Got spots like it's Monopoly
You ain't no real fan
Just want your paws on my commodities
They copy off my quality
But it don't really bother me
My girl look like a model
She on me like she was off a bean
If you not speaking on some money
Your number gon get forgotten
I don't care what the offer
I got 100 other options
In the cut, running shit up
Fuckin' up nothing but all of my ends up
Rich is in my name like what the
Fuck you thought the plan was
I need designer cleats cause I'ma run
It til the death of me and I never lose
I'm feelin' sorry for my enemies
I'm runnin'shit, going zero to infinity
They callin' you a mini-me
I'm sorry bout your feelings g
If you prayin' on my downfall you
Can hold my whole dick
Hop the fuck outside my lane cause
I'm not slowing down for shit
You lames stay twitter talking
But be living pacifist
I'm Bruce Lee with these hands
Boy don't make me pass a fist
Fetish for the flexin'
Veggie omelette for the breakfast
Here to strap a muzzle on
These peons barking all reckless
Ooh, and I don't hold a lot of weapons
But if you want the pressure we
Can piece it up like Tetris
I used to rock them chains that
Leave them rashes on my neck
I chase a bag until my legs fall out
You passing up the check
Although my mama isn't here
She up watchin' all over me
She told me get it on my own
And to never trust the police
I walk with extra cover cause I know
How it get cold at night
I'm pimpin' with the stick
Bitch I pull up like it's Dolemite
Only speaking factual whether it's on
Or off a mic
I step up on the scene and watch
They jaws get to droppin' like
"Damn folk did you just
Wash them shit's today?"
And I said "Fuck no baby I
Went and bought them shit's today"
If I ain't had it then I bought it
If I can't buy it then I rob it
Living broke was not an option
Had to get it how I got it
Jason Rich on the beat, bitch
Let me talk my shit, ayy
Let me talk my shit, ayy let me talk my shit
You see me on the stage
I seen you muggin' from the audience
You say you hold the steel
But you ain't finna pull it are you bitch
You can do it too mane, why you hating
Make your own moves
Split on all your partners
Y'all be faking on what y'all gon do
Rodney Mullen how I keep my
Balance on these fools
A zombie walk, the speed y'all on
When challenging you fools
You stealing sauce just to get
Your fans to listen
Damn I feel like Ichiro in
A little league scrimmage
It's sink or swim in these waters
I'm doing laps round the arena
Throwing dough outside the window
Doin' donuts in a Beamer
You doggy paddle to the check
I'm breaststroking to that bag
Michael Phelps to the money
While y'all sleeping on y'all ass
I'm good in different sections I
Got spots like it's Monopoly
You ain't no real fan
Just want your paws on my commodities
They copy off my quality
But it don't really bother me
My girl look like a model
She on me like she was off a bean
If you not speaking on some money
Your number gon get forgotten
I don't care what the offer
I got 100 other options
In the cut, running shit up
Fuckin' up nothing but all of my ends up
Rich is in my name like what the
Fuck you thought the plan was
I need designer cleats cause I'ma run
It til the death of me and I never lose
I'm feelin' sorry for my enemies
I'm runnin'shit, going zero to infinity
They callin' you a mini-me
I'm sorry bout your feelings g
If you prayin' on my downfall you
Can hold my whole dick
Hop the fuck outside my lane cause
I'm not slowing down for shit
You lames stay twitter talking
But be living pacifist
I'm Bruce Lee with these hands
Boy don't make me pass a fist
Fetish for the flexin'
Veggie omelette for the breakfast
Here to strap a muzzle on
These peons barking all reckless
Ooh, and I don't hold a lot of weapons
But if you want the pressure we
Can piece it up like Tetris
I used to rock them chains that
Leave them rashes on my neck
I chase a bag until my legs fall out
You passing up the check
Although my mama isn't here
She up watchin' all over me
She told me get it on my own
And to never trust the police
I walk with extra cover cause I know
How it get cold at night
I'm pimpin' with the stick
Bitch I pull up like it's Dolemite
Only speaking factual whether it's on
Or off a mic
I step up on the scene and watch
They jaws get to droppin' like
"Damn folk did you just
Wash them shit's today?"
And I said "Fuck no baby I
Went and bought them shit's today"
If I ain't had it then I bought it
If I can't buy it then I rob it
Living broke was not an option
Had to get it how I got it
Jason Rich on the beat, bitch