No Permission - Dj Kay Slay, Juicy J, A$AP Ferg

I don’t need permission, bitch, I do what I want, what I want

I don’t need permission, bitch, I do what I want, do what I want

I get nothin' but love, don’t you tell me what’s up

'Cause I came up in the cut, I’m 'bout to open you up

I-I don’t, I don’t need permission, bitch, I do what I want, do what I want

I don’t need permission, bitch, I do what I want, what I want

I get nothin' but love, don’t you tell me what’s up

'Cause I came up in the cut, I’m 'bout to open you up

I’m on a mission, I don’t need permission

I do what I want, I flex and I stunt

I got that Kinko up in the trunk

I got Gorilla Glue up in a blunt

I mean that paper, in the airport with a vapor

New fit, got that tailor

I got new haters, twenty years later

That when you know you the mu’fuckin' greatest

I’m still at the top, and won’t downgrade

I’m so hot, thank God’s my neighbor

I ain’t with the tappin', I go make it happen

I take what I want, I don’t ask for favors

I run the city, go ask the mayor

I know the game, you not a player

Never seen a hoe at my show

That won’t go, that shit rare

I do what I want, you do what you can

Can’t tell me shit, I be damned

If any man disrespect me

On my land, I pop you like Xan

Just for this show, coulda bought me a Lamb'

Bitch, I’m the GOAT, you just a fan

I don’t do no waitin' or reservations

Bitch, do you know who the fuck I am?

I don’t need permission, bitch, I do what I want, what I want

I don’t need permission, bitch, I do what I want, do what I want

I get nothin' but love, don’t you tell me what’s up

'Cause I came up in the cut, I’m 'bout to open you up

I-I don’t, I don’t need permission, bitch, I do what I want, do what I want

I don’t need permission, bitch, I do what I want, what I want

I get nothin' but love, don’t you tell me what’s up

'Cause I came up in the cut, I’m 'bout to open you up

Do what I want, stunt, get with the funk

Spit a sixteen like it came out the gun

Reebok a nigga, I came with the pump

Run with some shooters that can’t even dunk

Shirts is boatie, shoes is dunks

We go to SDK for lunch

We blue in the head, don’t give two fucks

Get smacked in the mouth if you raise your tongue (That's right)

I’m your daddy, I raised a son

Raised the bar, I raised the sun

Movin' mountains, make it look like a ton, huh (Damn)

You niggas is softer than Asian buns

Put 'em in coffin it came with a

Makin' them hits on a major run (Yeah)

Hit us a tone, now it’s on

Nigga, makin' them figures

Bet they figured that this nigga wouldn’t be one of the trillest (That's right)

Got no limits, I’m like Master P

I’m breakin' up sentence (Woo, woo)

Come and fuck with the realest, fearless, rarest nigga in the business

I don’t need permission, bitch, I do what I want, what I want

I don’t need permission, bitch, I do what I want, do what I want

I get nothin' but love, don’t you tell me what’s up

'Cause I came up in the cut, I’m 'bout to open you up

I-I don’t, I don’t need permission, bitch, I do what I want, do what I want

I don’t need permission, bitch, I do what I want, what I want

I get nothin' but love, don’t you tell me what’s up

'Cause I came up in the cut, I’m 'bout to open you up

With no permission, I know they listen

I got bros in prison, none of who I’ll mention

Never go out timid, I’ma go out with it

I don’t know 'bout snitchin', give us all our sentence

Don’t talk with niggas that tell all your business

I took a loss to get it, but now the Porsche is kitted

No cap, I couldn’t afford a fitted

And I ain’t standin' on no corner, nigga

Violate, I place a order, nigga

Have my Florida hitter come and off a nigga

Cover his body in honey in a room fulla bees

That’s torture, nigga

Pump in the lobby, we hustle in front of the Ds

No talkin', nigga

I’m covered in green like a Boston nigga

Money on your head, I coulda bought you, nigga

40 belows on like Bishop

Fuck with the gang and you might come up missin'

Fresh off the plane and my bitch brought her sister

Smokin' some pain, watchin' movies 'bout Hitler

Drop phone jumpin', I already told you niggas

Got your bitch in the back of the Fiska

I’ma get some head if she ask for a picture

When you gettin' bread, you don’t ask permission (At all)

I don’t need permission, bitch, I do what I want, what I want

I don’t need permission, bitch, I do what I want, do what I want

I get nothin' but love, don’t you tell me what’s up

'Cause I came up in the cut, I’m 'bout to open you up

I-I don’t, I don’t need permission, bitch, I do what I want, do what I want

I don’t need permission, bitch, I do what I want, what I want

I get nothin' but love, don’t you tell me what’s up

'Cause I came up in the cut, I’m 'bout to open you up