No Keys Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy, they get money too but they can't fuck with me

Them lil' stunts you pull up, that shit old to me

Your boyfriend he a 8 ball, I'm the quarter key

I'm slidin' in the big one, it don't got no keys

Yeah, ayy, puttin' money on rubber bands, it got normal

They ask if I'm with it, man, that's rhetorical I'm talkin' trap shit, I'm still droppin

quotables You say you doin' what, nah we ain't heard

of you Shook hands with killers, you ain't scary

who you foolin'

Yeah, and yeah, I'm gone too Like, what's the method, baby

You sauced up, you got em' all, oh we could blitz em', baby

I be in the cut so much, they like, what's up with dude'

When you actin' like yourself, they get uncomfortable

Money counter jammin' up, but none of these bills is fake

Shit, what more can I say

Kept it more than player, when it got the weight up

These niggas wanna crack a joke, I'm tryna get this paper

These niggas wanna talk all slick and say that they ain't hatin

You on the sideline, shut the fuck up, homie, you ain't playin

Trippin' on a little time, we call that shit vacation

I'ma always pop my shit, cause life is what you make it