K-Trap, Headie One - No Convo lyrics

I got love for my bros no homo
Lick suttin down for D that's normal
Me and bro do 90 on the M-way
We're scatting it solo
All of these 35s in the PM
Bagged up looking like Rolos
Now I got the buj pack looking like me
When I come out of jail it's bolo
Did these pigs really give Zee 3
I've gotta go send this postal
Got my young boys upsuh for a week
Cah I love it when this count gets totalled
I been putting in work from old school
And I still gotta laugh with bro bro
Ching man down on a Saturday and
Sunday and still feel soulful
These opps tryna get me down that's hopeful
Olympic ting like a trophy
I rise it like Abz when he rise that MOBO
This pack I gotta dice it today
Can't dice it tomorrow
This bad b didn't wanna know
Now she wanna follow
Opp boys think they start rapping
Till I start pull up at Giggs no hollow
Leave them man there all in sorrow
45 big and packed like Solo
These bells ain't little like Jojo
I got rambos twinning
Truss I ain't inna no convo
Truss I ain't inna no convo

No we ain't inna no convo
Man just grab them things and go
If you ever see me with it I'll slap it
I don't carry them things for show
I can take that block off one up
Or do it with bro they know
From semi-pro to pro
My team's been scoring goals
How much times did we grab those gloves and
Hoodie and boots and go play footie?
Squeeze both hands in my latex
These gloves ain't woolly
I ain't ever paused on a drill
He's thinking should he not or should he
Me I just press and fill him
Cah my heart's in fully

Me I just press and fill him
Cah my heart's in fully
Think you look fly in Bape
I'll burn that hoody then burn my one too
I ain't tryna leave Trident clues
Work that dot so simple
Slap it and slide in 2
Them man try ride and lose
Stupid fools they ain't riding right
Moretime the gang move like some hookers
They probably just ride all night
Bro got the mop no JD bag
I don't think you can hide this pipe
Sundown should've brought a sundown
Opps them know what we're like at night
Gotta chop this 9
Cah you know what my Lyca's like
Dirty coming in sandy and they're saying
That they like the light
Cook it myself, them man still buying rock
Smile on my face when I'm sitting in the T
Just looking at piles of soft
Them man just rap no meaning
They just make childish songs
I ain't gotta prove that
There's waps on deck
Cah the pigs done raids and they found a lot
6 waps gone, I can't lie it's peak
But we're still pulling up no messing
Jump out kweff him 2 waps deep

No we ain't inna no convo
Man just grab them things and go
If you ever see me with it I'll slap it
I don't carry them things for show
I can take that block off one up
Or do it with bro they know
From semi-pro to pro
My team's been scoring goals
How much times did we grab those gloves and
Hoodie and boots and go play footie?
Squeeze both hands in my latex
These gloves ain't woolly
I ain't ever paused on a drill
He's thinking should he not or should he
Me I just press and fill him
Cah my heart's in fully

No we ain't inna no convo
Man just grab them things and go
I can take that block off one up
Or do it with bro they know
How many times did we grab those gloves and
Hoodie and boots and go play footie?
I ain't ever paused on a drill
He's thinking should he not or should he
Me I just press and fill him
Cah my heart's in fully