No Stylist - Dave East, BlocBoy JB

DMac on the fuckin' track

It’s Holiday season, bitch!

I fucked your bitch on the island

I’m in a new whip with no mileage

This Gucci did not hit the aisle yet

I came up right out the projects

Me and BlocBoy blowin' loud shit

The hate is just part of the process

I throw that shit on, I’ma die fresh

I just spent 90K on some diamonds

90K up on some diamonds

You know my nigga be shinin'

Bezel the watch, perfect timin'

No slow dance, but a nigga grindin'

Niggas talkin' wrong man, what are you findin'

You could go both hands, I’ll leave 'em spineless

I fucked your bitch on a island, all of my niggas be wildin'

Sick in the head, when I shoot it, I’m smilin'

Can’t believe I made it out public housing

I used to wake up and break down them ounces

I just did a walk-through, I wake up and count it

I call my loc 'bout these bitches in Memphis

Elliot got me these necklaces, it’s tinted

I just bought a Maybach, and no, it’s not rented

Keep comin' with back-ends, you know I’ma spend it

We get the back-ends

We gon' hit your bitch from the back end

And it’s no lackin'

Curry came in through the back end

We get them packs in

We serve that shit make it look like some back-ends

These niggas actin', they ain’t got they facts in

I’m 'bout to break 'em down just like a fraction

I took your bitch and I fucked on a island

Get fresh on my own, I do not got a stylist

I’m fly as fuck like a mo’fuckin' pilot

I step back and shoot 'cause these niggas be foulin'

My youngin' gon' shoot, he in love with the violence

I just popped a pill and it fucked up my balance

I lay 'em down like I just did a tile in

I throw 'em down like intentional groundin'

I fucked your bitch on the island

I’m in a new whip with no mileage

This Gucci did not hit the aisle yet

I came up right out them projects

Me and BlocBoy blowin' loud shit

The hate is just part of the process

I throw that shit on, I’ma die fresh

I just spent 90K on some diamonds

90K up on some diamonds

You know my nigga be shinin'

Bezel the watch, perfect timin'

No slow dance, but a nigga grindin'

Niggas talkin' wrong man, what are you findin'

You could go both hands, I’ll leave 'em spineless

I fucked your bitch on a island, all of my niggas be wildin'

I took your bitch and I fucked on a island

Get fresh on my own, I do not got a stylist

I’m fly as fuck like a mo’fuckin' pilot

I step back and shoot 'cause these niggas be foulin'

My youngin' gon' shoot, he in love with the violence

I just popped a pill and it fucked up my balance

I lay 'em down like I just did a tile in

I throw 'em down like a intentional groundin'