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no comment - b.k. (rap) lyrics

(hook)
feds ask about what i seen i jus tell em no comment..(i tell em no comment)
shawty jus asked if i love her i told her no comment…(uhhh no comment)
they ask why my eyes are so low are you high man no comment…(-lighter inhale…no comment)
right now i don’t know nun bout nothin i tell em no comment…(i don’t know nun no comment)
no comment…i tell em no comment)))….
no comment….reply wit no comment….
no comment no comment
no comment no comment no comment…
no comment no comment
no comment no comment no comment

(verse 1)
i swear it’s no comment like you went and posted dat ugly -ss picture (why you post that sh-t)…
don’t ask me about him or what he be on i don’t f-ck wit dat n-gga (yo what are you askin me)… 1
me i jus be wit some n-ggas who ready n up for da issue…
the money come first yellow bone might come second that’s number two pencil, (oh yea) 2
i grab my eating utencil))…….n-gga had to stick a fork in em…
i kicks it you see my jujitsu..pop a n-gga like a bottle put a cork in em… 3
i remember all da lil petty sh-t (i remember)…
gettin turned down at da getty sh-t- 4
kicked my -ss wit a big foot that’s some yetti sh-t..
new year gotta go n this fetti sh-t.. 5
i be on some best out already sh-t (already)…
look alive but inside i’m all dead n sh-t, 6
know some haters n the feds want me dead n yea)…
young n-gga i’m jus tryna get ahead n yea)… 7
baby girl i’m tryna take you to bed n yea)…
fore i hit you know i gotta get some head n yea (you know it)… 8
she told me you such jerk i told her you said it yea-
she asked me if i love her i jus told her…sh-t… 9

(hook)
feds ask about what i seen i jus tell em no comment..
shawty jus asked if i love her i told her no comment…
they ask why my eyes are so low are you high man no comment..
right now i don’t know nun bout nothin i tell em no comment…
no comment…i tell em no comment)))….
no comment….reply wit no comment….
no comment no comment
no comment no comment no comment
no comment no comment
no comment no comment no comment

(verse 2)
roger you copy……..been slept on dats why i go hard as a copy
want cheese wit that broccoli i can’t let em box me won’t stop till my car that bugatti….(might pull up in dat gatti n-gg)
feds tried to get me bout three times last month i thank god that he got me (amen) (thank ya lawd)…
i be out here feelin alone even times when i’m out wit my posse…(mind gone)
i grind like its coffee..wait…
not jus sometime this sh-t often…aye..
if i say the word he gon off em…aye..
watch out for them people they watchin…
they catch you your life it may cost you
that’s why i’m tryna get right i feel awful…
do what i want give a d-mn bout what’s lawful
cooking some sh-t while i burn like some charcoal..
too many lines it’s not bars that’s a bar code..
-shawty lemme put this thang in ya torso
i’m so cold but girl you won’t catch a sore throat..
ima beat it up jus like its a war zone-
we watchin bet f-ck while the awards on-
-i’ll hit wit the lights on but i leave the door closed-
deliv not digiorno it feel like a p-rno-
girl you jus so bad aye jus snap me dem photos uuuuhuuh

- b k rap lyrics

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