[Lyric] No Repercussion (Stache)

Niggas come around
Thinkin shit sweet
Thinkin shit funny
Turn em to a dummy
Fuck bout dat shit
Where da fuck is da money
Buss in yo shii
Bitch I’m leavin with somethin
Hop on da beat
Let it rip It ain’t nun
Jit let da A.R.P clip
An it’s bussin
Fuck bouta vest
They gone shoot at yo muffin
No Betty crock
Put a brick in da oven
Fuck on yo bitch
Say she need her some lovin
No McCLovin I put glove-in
Havin yo jit stupid bitch
Is you buggin
I hit da switch
An push a nigga buttons
Catch dat boa slippin
Puttem in a bucket
Ain’t talkin Currency
End of discussion
Can’t sit at dat table
It ain’t bout nun
Stick to da script
It ain’t no repercussions

[/2nd VERSE]

Late night wit da stick
Run up a check an I trap wit yo bitch
Dnt call my phone if it ain’t bouta flip
Run off wit da cheese yo ass gettin dip
Dat nigga went broke till he got fix
I’m not wit da games dis ain’t a play station
Money play nation
556 will make em hit da matrix
Leave em 2facedit
Chop to is face if he think dat Im playin
Fuck is sayin Turn em to bacon
He think he steppin he truly mistaken
Bust down a 5 pack wood ima face it
Miami heat wit da stick an it’s blazin
Jit got da stick he just bought a new lazer
Niggas smoke pen wit da foil like baser
Servin da fein off-white Caucasian













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