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no effort - 5ive (rappers) lyrics

ayy, honcho got the sauce

[chorus: lil bean]
whippin’ so fast, you can’t even see me (nah)
whippin’ so fast in the maserati (skrrt)
gun in yo’ b-tch ‘cuz she likin’ my jeans
i pull from my waist and i’m lettin’ out heat
talkin’ that sh-t, now just sit back and think
beatin’ that -ss, now you leak in the sink (sink)
shootin’ yo’ n-gg-s, we leavin’ the scene
back at the crib, yo’ b-tch posted with me (what)
gold necklace, know it’s froze
spittin’ the truth and i’m lettin’ it free
f-ck on a n-gg- who want you for cheap
diamonds be drippin’, it ain’t what you think (drip)
mess with the crew, now you goin’ extinct
take a step back and i’m splashin’ the three (drip, splash)
call out my name and you know it lil bean (who)
yo’ b-tch on the way, she know the routine
waitin’ for honcho to take on this beat

[verse 1: honcho]
(yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy)
rappin’, no effort (but i don’t)
on the block with my red dogs like i’m clifford (yeah, yeah, yeah)
and my wrist cold like a mof-ckin’ blizzard
i’m just tryna f-ck, ain’t talkin’ no dinner (hoo, hoo)
i ball like the wizards (what)
f-ck all the talkin’ just tryna get to it
i don’t need to buy it, but i’ma just do it (do it)
just got a mil’ and i blew it (yeah i blew it)
yeah it ain’t no adidas, just louis (louis)
they all just fakes
i can’t f-ck with them snakes
got thirty-five hundred? put that on my waist (put that on my waist)
run up on you and we crackin’ the safe
mess with the team we put you in your place
diamonds they hoppin’ right outta the face (diamonds they hoppin’ right outta the face)
i keep a choppa on me just in case
i count a milli, i go and i spend it, then i go and count some more another day (another day)
(yeah) put some racks on my waist
diamonds, they drippin like water, no lake (yeah)
(yeah) all these b-tches just fake
we on the grind, we on the paper chase (hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo)
they all just gon’ hate
they don’t wanna see us up in the wraith (what, what, ayy)
we rockin’ the bape
rick owen jeans with the mof-ckin’ bape (mof-ckin’ bape)

[verse 2: lil bean]
ice on my wrist and i’m meltin’ with heat (fire)
all in the street, burnin’ out all the steam (skrrt)
tires are smokin’, all pimp like a g
pickin’ her up and i’m gettin money (gettin’ money)
i don’t want smoke, b-tch, i only want cheese
f-ck on a thot and i p-ss like brady (swoop)
all black, suns out like i’m shady
this ain’t a rap if i sing like jay z (nah)
wearin’ all white, callin’ me mr. clean
shootin’ these n-gg-s with accuracy
call me king neptune, the king of the sea
movin’ real fast, ridin’ on a jet ski (zoom)
chasin’ the bag while you chasin’ them z’s
freddy krueger, poppin’ in yo’ dreams (who)
yo’ b-tch pullin’ up, i’m givin’ the d
bullet proof vest and you know it nike
shout out the n-gg-s who ain’t wastin’ time (ain’t)
shout out the n-gg-s who been on the grind (grind)
5ive and we’re comin’ on stage and we’re live
stay with the heat and i come with the fire (bow)
callin’ me out but it never will slide
go behind my back and now you gon’ cry
lead and i run in, these bullets gon’ fly
come with the bag and you know i supply (*laughter*)

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