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no love - kyyngg lyrics

[chorus]
can’t show no love (no)
nothin’ but showin’ love’ll get you k!lled, can’t catch you whole
stop playin’, b-tch, you in it for yourself (you stupid n-gga)
you played me, make you execute yourself, yeah
kickin’ this sh-t like a f-ckin’ black belt
floatin’ to heaven and sh-t
i have immaculate drip, she love my [?]
she lovin’ my motion, i’m gone off codeine
i’m like a drug, yo’ b-tch the fiend
she let me cut, like wolverine
i’m just like chill, don’t make a scene, yeah

[verse]
can we keep this sh-t private? ain’t tryna be seen, yeah
do this sh-t for my brothers, you know that they bleed, yeah
yes, i come from new orleans, we shootin’ [?]
touch down in the city, better watch yo’ feet
watch who you f-ck with, lil n-ggas be reppin’
and set you up quick and then pull up and watch ya
b-tches be f-ckin’ with n-ggas who beefin’
who treatin’ her better, that’s who that hoe keep
watch what you do, swear this sh-t gon’ get creepy
n-ggas gon’ hate it themself for no reason
how you don’t wanna see your brothers succeedin’?
i can’t be up if my n-ggas ain’t eatin’
i get money all day (big ol’ f-ckin’ racks) yeah
ten phones, ten ways (brr, brr, brr)
sellin’ dope all in yo’ hallways (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i’ma k!ll a p-ssy and then beat the murder case (oh my god)
i got money on me right now and on the way
i be tougher in new orleans, bruh, that sh-t ain’t no mistake
i’m just tryna ball and show my n-ggas better days, yeah
b-tch, i’m the master, no f-ckin’ [?]

- kyyngg lyrics

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