Lil Baby, Scootie Wop - NO LIMITS lyrics

Dominique Armani Jones [4PF] Atlanta. USA.

[Lil Baby, Scootie Wop - NO LIMITS lyrics]

I ain't sold no bags in a minute
I can't speak for none of them bros
What they doin ain't nun my business
Lease a hellcat when I ride not no hammock
In Miami my jaw locked in it
I ain't had to pull no gimmicks
Multi millionaire, I'm still rocking digit's
Just got off the phone with B
Told me I ain't got no limit's
I'm a superstar I still be in the trenches
I can't rock with nun them busses
Man I swear to God I'm different

Thousand pairs white air ones
Sell them finish line i'm just one of your
Favorite rappers finish line
They already know wassup don't
Play with him, Give me mine
Try to tell that I'm the one
I gave him plenty signs
Fiji, I'm got them on every whip
Damn I having dealings with doritos
I need my chips
I know if you stand down you'll go far
Go hard don't trip
Look at me I'm shining like
A light for my niggas, My wrist woah
I just bought a to the hood so we can toast
(yuh) i can't even say how much
I'm getting for a show
I be trying dog blocking tryna
Keep it on the low
In the studio I'm going hard I
Swear I'm bout to blow
I just bought a to the hood so we can toast
(yuh) i can't even say how much
I'm getting for a show
I be trying dog blocking tryna
Keep it on the low
In the studio I'm going hard I
Swear I'm bout to blow

I ain't sold no bags in a minute
I can't speak about the bros
What they doin ain't nun my business
Lease a hellcat when I ride not no hammock
I Carolina yeah we with it
We ain't got to ride no gimmicks
In Middle school I was rocking digit's
Just got off the phone with T
Got a show I figured
I'm a superstar catch me out in
My metal baby riding round with no

Chase the case, that's a bag that's a check
Wrist clean, upper class on my neck
Feel like Khaled on the stage we the best
Diamonds cold swear I might need a check up
I love my sprite like my life, real clean
Came up from nothing we was
Eating pork and beans
Air force ones, red bottoms on my jeans
My brother told me get the bag by any means
They was selling cool ranch look
At how I'm dressing
Counting up the nacho cheese
My life is a blessing
Aye that boy is so crazy
Keep the crowd guessing
Got it straight up out the mud
Streets looking messy
They was selling cool ranch look
At how I'm dressing
Counting up the nacho cheese
My life is a blessing
Aye that boy is so crazy
Keep the crowd guessing
Got it straight up out the mud
Streets looking messy

I ain't sold no bags in a minute
I can't speak for none of them bros
What they doin ain't nun my business
Lease a hellcat when I ride not no hammock
In Miami my jaw locked in it
I ain't had to pull no gimmicks
Multi millionaire, I'm still rocking digit's
Just got off the phone with B
Told me I ain't got no limit's
I'm a superstar I still be in the trenches
I can't rock with nun them busses
Man I swear to God I'm different

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