No No No Songtext
von Young Thug feat. Birdman

No-ooo-oh
Rich Gang (birdman sound)
Thugger (No-ooo-oh)
Thugga Baby (Ahhhh)
No-oo-oh (Rich Gang)(Ha!)
We got London on the track (hey)

No, no, no
No, no, no
No, no, no
No, no, no
I won′t live it up until I leave
You can't sweep my flock bitch like my weeds

Wassup Nipsey, I got keys to the city
I′ll love my bitch and tell me I know feelings


(Uh-uh Uh-uh) boy you not runnin (Oh no no no)
(Uh-uh Uh-uh) Sum bitch no sumbitch (Oh no no)
Gold no woman (Oh no no)
My racks are lettuce, my kush are onions (Oh no no)(woo)
I'm gone always say yes to my bitch never no no
I think that her pussy is tight cuz she pigeon-toed (and)
I know all my diamonds are water because they soaked (and)
I might take that bitch out for martyr all cuz she spoke

Stand up Harriet Tubman!
Stand up, what's her deal? no sub band
Bitch I ′m high off substance
I′m a B plus I am buzzin

No, no, no
No, no, no

No, no, no
No, no, no
I won't live it up until I leave
You can′t sweep my flock bitch like my weeds
Wassup Nipsey, I got keys to the city
I'll love my bitch and tell me I know feelings

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Never wanna be average (uh-uh)
All I wanna do is see Gladys)
Never wanna see backwards, all I ever did wanna just see baggage
Never wanna ever be "daddy"
Never ever wanna be my daddy
All I ever did and wanna be (and what)


And all I ever wanna be was him (and what)
See I played in this game, and I laid in this game, all I ever wanna see was gems
So I sure a nigga get stacks
Pretty Bwrims with the tinted rims
Big money nigga 100 stacks (big racks)
Bad bitches in them new backs (big whoa)
Guns up nigga fuck friends (click click)
A 100 niggas in a 100 Benzs

No, no, no
No, no, no
No, no, no
No, no, no
I won′t live it up until I leave
You can't sweep my flock bitch like my weeds
Wassup Nipsey, I got keys to the city
I′ll love my bitch and tell me I know feelings